Tornadoes

This is sort of a stream of consciousness about tornadoes.

I am very afraid of tornadoes. VERY afraid of them. I don't know exactly why I am so terrified of them, when other people have much more normal outlooks on storms. I wonder if it had something to do with the tornado hitting Plainfield when I was little (nearish us...I remember sitting in the hallway of the school with a book over my head). I don't know if that has anything to do with it, or if it's just some crazy unnatural fear that I've picked up over time. Regardless, I hate them. I don't understand why God allows them to happen, frankly, but that's another blog post (or not). The horrible situation in Joplin doesn't help...seeing images of just how horrible tornadoes can be, and how much devastation they cause is awful. It breaks my heart knowing there are people missing, pets missing, and lives destroyed by WIND.

I'm currently sitting at WBGL with Jason. Well, not with Jason. He's on the air right now broadcasting the severe weather coverage, and I'm sitting in his office with the dog. We were sitting in a back room for awhile, when 3 different tornadoes were spotted in or near Champaign. I didn't want to be home alone, and knew the weather was coming, so I came over here before it hit. I can (pathetically?) say that I had my eye on the radar all day long, waiting for these fore-casted storms to hit. So far it doesn't sound like they've caused much damage, but the idea of them is so scary nonetheless. I was going to stop and get dinner on my way over here for us, but was so afraid of the menacing clouds that I just floored it to get here before the weather hit. I'm glad to be here, and glad to have the dog with us, too. I just can't imagine how terrifying it would be to be in a tornado, let alone be in one alone, pregnant, and unable to get the dog down the basement stairs. I'd probably lose it completely.

Anyway, I don't know what the purpose of this post is.