THURSDAY, the dogs and I took a walk in the park (their last walk together, btw...I have BLISTERS on my hands from trying to control a Lab and a "Weimador" simultaneously!), and it was HOT. Really hot. (When we got back to Traveller, the Tribute, all three of us drank and drank and drank and panted and tried to cool off.)
FRIDAY after school, a dust storm dropped the temperature by at least twenty degrees and made me rip the contacts out of my eyes.
SATURDAY morning, whipping winds woke me up and made our morning trip to Canine Corner of the yard particularly miserable. All the Dumpsters in the alley are lying on their sides, and it's FREEZING in this house.
Dallas had it worse than we did yesterday--tornadoes touched down there, and the Metroplex had at least one death. Last night, my college roommate Linda called me accidentally, trying to check on her other friend (named Cristy) who rode out the storm lying in her bathtub. Linda (the one my family calls "Kristy's Imaginary Friend" because I've been talking about her since 1984...and yet, they've never actually *seen* her) was having dinner with another ACU friend (also named Linda, because all my Imaginary Friends are named after my mother) when their waiter escorted them to the kitchen. All of the Olive Garden patrons spent the worst part of the storm in the kitchen of the Olive Garden, ready to enter the walk-in if the tornadoes got any closer.
Linda laughed when I told her I'd LOVE to take shelter in an Olive Garden kitchen..."I call the shelf next to the Alfredo Sauce!!"
So, anyway, Linda and her friends all escaped unscathed (even Cristy in her bathtub), and May Bee had a fun Friday, too...she celebrated her first birthday with BRISKET mixed with kibble for dinner.