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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Speaking of Torrential Downpours

Oh wait, we weren’t talking about that, but this is my way of steering the discussion in a new direction. (Not that I don’t completely love being complimented by you, because I absolutely do.) Anyway, last night we had this huge storm. I can’t remember a storm quite like it. It was amazing.

I had just picked the kids up from the sitter and was turning onto a very busy street when all of a sudden gusts of wind and hail started. The hail was pelting down so quickly I couldn’t see two feet in front of me. I sort of panicked. I wasn’t sure what I was suppose to do. I couldn’t see the lines on the roads, mainly because the lines in our city our painted on with water colors. At least that’s Brian’s claim. I could see the traffic lights ahead, so I just drove as straight as I could without any sort of direction until I hit the lights. By then, a couple of seconds later, I could see better and I had my bearings about me once again, but the hail was still pouring down on us. I could see, then I couldn’t. Of course, Darby in the backseat laughing her little butt off wasn’t helping much. I decided getting on the freeway would be a stupid idea, so I elected to take the back roads home and luckily there were cars in front of me that I could follow. I was freaked. I can’t remember a storm that intense. I usually love storms, however, while I’m driving is not what I would call pleasant.

Regardless, we made it home safe and sound where able to enjoy the remainder of the hail, wind, and thunder indoors. Just the way I like it.

On a completely different subject, today is the big day. Is it a boy or is it a girl? We will soon find out. I’m so excited. I’m pretty positive it will be a boy, because that is what people have convinced me it will be, but you just never know. After today I will finally be able to put the wonder behind me. I will know for sure. I can choose a name and buy some onesies and other cute little items that are gender specific. I can decide what I want to do with Darby’s room, I can make plans. Woo hoo!!


  • I knew with both of mine what each of them were. The sonograms simply confirmed it!

    By Blogger InterstellarLass, at 9:43 AM, June 29, 2005  

  • That's funny. A lot of people say they knew. I believe it. I knew Riley was a boy, I wasn't sure with Darby, but that all worked out. This one, I think my hope was getting in the way of my intuition, but it too worked out in the end.

    By Blogger Jolynn, at 11:25 AM, June 29, 2005  

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