I grew up in NC, so I remember practicing for tornado warnings.  We had to go in the cafeteria, crouch down and put our arms over our heads.  I also remember hurricane hugo ripping through and taking down tons of trees in our area.  Those are the reasons I was freaking out a couple nights ago when I could feel the thunder through the walls, I could see the lightning getting closer and the rain coming down in sheets.  Sure enough we had a tornado warning, so Dave went into action mode.  He found the flashlights, moved furniture around and spread blankets on the ground.  I brought Lincoln downstairs with us, and we had a little slumber party until the warning was over. 
The next day, Lincoln was taking a nap, when the sky turned black.  The thunder started up again, so I checked the weather.  Dang if I didn't have to wake Lincoln up again and take him downstairs because of another tornado warning.  This time the tornado was only 9 miles away.  Poor Dave was watching the sky from the 4th floor of his glass office building!  I was just glad last night, we were tornado warning free and didn't have to wake up Lincoln.
 
sounds like all the more reason to move to denver. :D
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