Yesterday a massive storm ripped through out part of Texas. We were under a tornado warning for a few hours. Luling south-east of us got hit with a tornado. Round Rock north of us did too. Apparently our old neighborhood up there suffered massive wind damage. Kid 1’s best friend’s parents’ house is ripped up.
I thought we were going to have a tornado, because it did that thing where it’s wind, wind, wind, then suddenly it’s completely still, and then storm clouds just poured in very fast.
To make things a tiny bit more stressful, Kid 2 did not answer her phone for a couple of hours and neither did her boyfriend, so as soon as the tornado warning lifted, Gordon got into the car, and I went with him, and we drove through the remnants of the storm half an hour to her house.
The sun was setting. Huge clumps of clouds flashed with lightning like strobe lights, non-stop, with a second or two between flashes. The road was wet. Everyone drove like a champ, because Texans have zero problem driving through a possible tornado cell. It’s when a single snowflake hits the road that we have a massive freak out.
We got there, and her car was in the driveway. They are fine. She was working and didn’t realize her phone died and her boyfriend had his phone off to study.
So our family is fine. Everyone we know is fine. But the damages to our general area are terrible.