Stormy Weather

Sunday my husband learned that a good friend had been put in the hospital awaiting a quadruple by-pass (sp?) after a routine check with his heart doctor (I didn't want to try to spell that one!). He wanted to go visit him at the hospital about a half hour from here, but the news was calling for severe thunderstorms, so I decided I should stay home with the boys. A few minutes after Mike left, he called to say there were tornado warnings moving our way in front of this storm. I forgot to ask him if he was turning around to come home, but I assumed he was. Last week, after hearing about all the tornados hitting the South, I had pulled out our "Emergency Kit" which I had packed a few years ago to see what needed updated (NO, there are NOT 5 year old crackers and fruit snacks in this kit, food would be seperate). I had made it when it was just me and the boys so I figured I should have stuff in there now for Mike and I knew the boys clothes in there were definately the wrong size. Let's just say this week we are in is our "Update the Emergency Plan and Kit" week. Anyway, I had the boys grab the boxes and take them to the basement. I got out the gallons of bottled water and some food to go, then a few more essensials - my purse, laptop, weather radio and headed down. Still no Mike. A couple calls to his cell during our preperation time (we had about an hour) either got me no answer or once the lines must have crossed and the little old lady who answered had no idea who Mike was. I finally got him as the storm was gone and he was ready to head home. He told me he figured that he was going to a hospital, he would be safe. "Yes, Dear, the tall buildings with lots of glass ALWAYS get passed by in a tornado!"