The whole latter part of this past week was dominated by windstorms. My parents (40 miles south of us) had gusts reading upwards of 59 mph. We were told to expect gust between 40 and 60 mph. It certainly made the drives into and from work interesting and I was glad that I wasn't driving my minivan. At times it was almost exciting how strong the wind would blow against you.
I had to go over to the church for cub scouts on Thursday and the wind was up. I opened the door to the building and it blew out of my hands and almost smashed against the wall. Closing it was a bit of a chore as well. I joked with the other leaders that came that this was the fastest I had ever gotten to the church. All I did was walk outside and open my coat and it blew me right there. When none of the boys showed up I figured I better send out a search and rescue as I was sure they had blown away.
We were lucky that the storm didn't cause more damage than it did. With that said it did blow down our basketball standard. My father-in-law recently lost his standard (to it being hit by a camper trailer) and so I already know how to fig it. But that will have to wait till warmer weather (and tools. and cement). I still say were were lucky that my neighbor's trees didn't come down on our fence or house. And we didn't lose power once during the storm. A couple of years ago my parents lost power for 27 hours after a wind storm, not to mention a section of fence. We did alright for ourselves.
The worst part of the storm was the first night the wind blew. It turns out we have a loose window in our bedroom. When the wind blew across it it hummed at the same harmonics that our kids tend to make when they're tired and not quite able to talk. It kept Angel up for most of the night. It bothered me some, but not as much as her. We got that taken care of before we went to bed again.
We're glad the storms are over and are looking forward to Thanksgiving this week. It should be busy but very satisfying. Eating and family are like that. But not eating family. That is considered cannibalism and is frown upon in most societies.
I had to go over to the church for cub scouts on Thursday and the wind was up. I opened the door to the building and it blew out of my hands and almost smashed against the wall. Closing it was a bit of a chore as well. I joked with the other leaders that came that this was the fastest I had ever gotten to the church. All I did was walk outside and open my coat and it blew me right there. When none of the boys showed up I figured I better send out a search and rescue as I was sure they had blown away.
We were lucky that the storm didn't cause more damage than it did. With that said it did blow down our basketball standard. My father-in-law recently lost his standard (to it being hit by a camper trailer) and so I already know how to fig it. But that will have to wait till warmer weather (and tools. and cement). I still say were were lucky that my neighbor's trees didn't come down on our fence or house. And we didn't lose power once during the storm. A couple of years ago my parents lost power for 27 hours after a wind storm, not to mention a section of fence. We did alright for ourselves.
The worst part of the storm was the first night the wind blew. It turns out we have a loose window in our bedroom. When the wind blew across it it hummed at the same harmonics that our kids tend to make when they're tired and not quite able to talk. It kept Angel up for most of the night. It bothered me some, but not as much as her. We got that taken care of before we went to bed again.
We're glad the storms are over and are looking forward to Thanksgiving this week. It should be busy but very satisfying. Eating and family are like that. But not eating family. That is considered cannibalism and is frown upon in most societies.
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