Someboday Call Alamo

Today we had this wild rain storm. I love wild rain storms, but this one had a bit of a punch to it.

It started out as a pretty nice day--the sun was shining, the birds were singing, the mosquitoes were eating...

I hauled the kids to our car for some much needed errand running.

Then the sky turned black and the only thing left around was those dang mosquitoes.

By the time I had driven the 10-ish blocks to my friends house (to loan her our lawn-mower) the rain was coming down pretty heavy, but nothing a light jacket wouldn't fix.

Second I had to go drop some papers off at a government office about five blocks away from my friends.

By the time I pulled into the parking lot I had to brace myself for the dash inside. When I reached the door my hair was dripping.

I stayed inside for about 5 minutes and when I came out the sky had lightened up a bit. The rain had settled to a steady pour but in the distance I could hear a distinct "thump.... thump.... thump" of hail stones hitting metal.

Not wanting to be end up as the unlucky target of any falling ice balls I hurried into the car.

That's all I really needed to do so I drove back to the house, ran inside, changed clothes, wrung out myhair and settled cozily in for a rainy afternoon.

About a half hour later I noticed the white spots dotting my yard. 

I had to get a picture.

Evidently the town got whalloped.... everywhere except right smack dab in the center where I was.

Dang it. I always miss the good stuff.

Except then I started digging around on the internet for pictures... Maybe it wasn't such good stuff.

Image from Keloland.com

Then I got a look at my roommates car.

1 of 3 similar cracks.

I'm still a little miffed about missing out.... imagine what it would have been like to show you a picture of me holding one of those things!