Creepy: The Storm

It cracked louder than a dud at the Fourth of July fireworks.

I jumped.

Earlier this afternoon, I was 30 miles to the south, visiting mom.

A weather alert came over the radio as I pulled into the gas station. Bad storm. Headed southeast. Sixty-five mile an hour winds. I could see the blackness of the clouds to the north in exactly the direction I was headed. Sh*t.

Needless to say, I was a bit nervous driving home. Weather like this is creepy. One tends to look for funnel clouds when the extreme heat and humidity of the day (it was 90+) fosters the enormous black clouds. I made it to the south edge of the Fox Cities (Neenah) when I saw strikes of lightning and paper objects flying in the dark sky and my vehicle started to swerve back and forth in the wind. The edgy nervousness increased and I immediately decided to exit the highway and travel city streets. I didn’t like the feel of being on the interstate, with cars zooming and changing lanes at 70 m.p.h. All it would take is one swift wind gust…

Thankfully, I made it home before the thunder cracked and it began to pour. I avoided what would have been the head of the black clouds and the tree branch that had already fallen onto a city street. A fire truck came through at one point, which made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I hope no one was hurt or injured by the storm.

It continues to rain and there’s a strong cell of bad weather headed southeast.

I’m still feeling a bit creepy.