all clear

alright, the sky is back to a nice deep blue, the basement flooded a bit and a few rocks hit the window...other than the few terrifying moments of sideways whitewall rain and simultaneous lighting strikes & thunderclashes, it wasn't too bad.  There was even beer, hard cider, and soda in the basement fridge!  hoooray!

The cats are angry but safe, like everyone else, mom returned from Lowes where she was kept at the back of the store with 75 other folks and got to chat about songbirds with a gentleman who pronounced "chimney" "chimbley" just like her dad during the chaos, and my dad continued to set up for the Coyote's Angels concert tonight as if nothing was amiss.  Off we go to listen to Baba and Papa play!  

YAY SAFTEY!