So I was having a dream where I finally met John Krasinski. I was telling him all about my love for chocolate and slushes with Nerds in them, and he opened his mouth, prepared to tell me all about his favorite things....but when his lips fell open, a shrieking sound came out.
"John, I know, Nerds in slushes is a new concept, but I promise, it works," I assured him.
And this is when I woke up and realized it was not John shrieking at me, it was the tornado sirens.
I sat upright and nudged Tom, who was fast asleep.
"I don't want to die," I said loudly. "I don't want to die!"
I scrambled over him to reach for the remote.
"What the FU*K?" he bellowed.
I mean, I can't blame him, I wouldn't want to be woken up by someone shouting that they don't want to die and then have a human body draped over me.
I switched on the local news and the weather dude said that there had been a brief small (F0) tornado nearby, but it was gone now, and there was no reason to go into shelters anymore.
I let out a breath of relief. I had pictured a tornado coming towards us. We'd have to grab the kids, the cat, and push my pile of crap off the shelter. (Note to self: get the pile of crap OFF the shelter..)
I checked another news station and was told the same: there was no reason to panic. That meteorologist even stated that he wasn't sure why our sirens were even going off.
You'd think this meant we could go back to sleep, but no, the sirens kept going off, and then Tom had to stand outside and watch the hail storm. At this point Tommy woke up on his own, having heard the sirens, and was excited.
"Can we see the wall clouds? Is there a tornado coming?"
"No. We're okay. We can go back to bed," I said.
"But the wall clouds!" Tommy answered, looking out his window.
He's obsessed with the weather, you see.
Natalie slept through it all, thank goodness, because when she's up, she's UP, and she feels the need to tell you her life story.
After all the excitement, I was wide awake, so I browsed the local Facebook pages and began to see the posts that basically said, "All you people who didn't bring your kids into the shelter when you heard the alarms are BAD PARENTS!"
I really wish I could stay away from posts like that but my fingers were itching to reply. So they did. "Three news stations told me there was no threat, so I didn't go into the shelter. I don't feel guilty for this." Others agreed with me. But then you got the crazy people who were like, "But the alarms were going off!"
"For no reason! The weather dude even said so!" I answered.
Don't get me wrong, I panic about things, hence the "I don't want to die!" yelp in Tom's sleeping ear, but if three news guys were telling me all was okay and showing me the colored map with no scary colors over our town, I'm not going to get my kids up, grab the cat, push my crap off the shelter, and go into it.
Trust me, we spent A LOT of time in our shelter last May. Moore is 20 minutes away from us and it was slammed last year.
It just annoyed me that you had these parents saying if you didn't put your kids in the shelter, that you're a bad person.
I stand by what I said: there was no threat, therefore I wasn't going to wake my kids. We're on a military base so they sometimes panic when there is no reason to do so.
So yes, I will always pay attention to the news before heading into the shelter.
There are bugs down there, you see.