The Mother’s Day Storm, that is.
Yes, it is true. Che, who managed to flee Katrina right as it was bearing down on New Orleans, did not manage to miss the rash of tornadoes that happened this past weekend. The F2 Tornado that hit Maconga tore right down the street on which she lived. Luckily, she remained unscathed. The house next to hers is missing a roof, but her house is fine.
Of course, she is without power. In Georgia (I hear it isn’t the heat, but it is the humidity — but really, the heat has something to do with it).
She is also saddened to have lost the Krispy Kreme near her house.
I’m sure everyone is glad to hear that she is fine. I certainly am. Without power, I had no way of knowing how she was. The phones were jammed, and cellphones quickly lost power. And she couldn’t get on a computer to post to Shattered Prayer or email us to let us know if she were okay.
It took a while to get to her, but Mojo and I talked to her tonight, and I’m posting to let you know how lucky she was.
She is, however, mortified that the local media have taken to calling it “The Mother’s Day Storm.” It brings up images of a Giant Pink Tornado with impeccable taste and a knack for backhanded compliments. That’s not a storm you’d want to mess with.
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whew! thank you! i was really starting to wonder… figgered she, herself, was fine, but historically that didn’t mean she wasn’t homeless.
very good, very good. p’raps i’ll send doughnuts.
A gift of doughnuts is always appreciated no matter what the occassion.
And I guess I should have said an “EF2″ Tornado. After all, that Fujita scale is now enhanced.
Ah, enhanced scales. So much better than those crappy original scales.
Hurrah for a living and NOT homeless Che!
Boo for no doughnuts. Macon should have a doughnut drive, and Krispy Kremes should be brought in from towns, near and far. Ah….
Oddly, in that last paragraph, I mistakenly kept typing Kristey Kremes, which I read as “Christ-y creams”, as in Jesus-faced puff pastry, in my mind. Coincidence? I think not.
Eating Jesus through pastry.
A new view of transubstantiation.
Khrist-y Kremes for all believers!
It would be a hell of a lot tastier than those damn cracker wafers they used to give out. I don’t know who they think they were fooling, but those were just cheap oyster crackers.
Khrist-y Kremes would have been much tastier!
Alas, where is poor Che?! Still waiting for her electricity…
As of 3 minutes ago, I am once again electric. We are, of course, the last neighborhood to get power restored, but hey, at least now maybe KK will shut up.
I will blog the storm as soon as I answer these 83 emails in my inbox.
Yay! I’m back.
And still mortified to have suffered through a storm called the Mother’s Day storm of 08.
Yay! All is right with the world again!
At least the world of the Shattered Prayer!
Oh no!! Not hurricanes again!! And another near miss..
Good to hear you tapped faiths’ good shoulder again Che!