When the house is a-rockin...

We are barely into Spring and we have already had 2 good thunderstorms and a mediocre one. Just to make Dementia jealous, I will let her know they have blown the tornado sirens for both the big ones…I know the policy changed recently so they sound them when there is a thunderstorm warning while under a tornado watch but it sure makes you flip on the news to make certain.

Yesterday was the most recent big one. I hadn’t seen hail in a while. It was only about pea-sized but it was still cool. It was super warm so once the first one passed, we decided to head to Clifton to pay the rent, grab some ethnic food and be social for a bit. I also figured it would be a good area to hock some of Skylar’s candy bars he’s selling to help fund his Kung-Fu trip to Baltimore this summer. I should have brought more with us because it turned out to be a hotbed of candy bar lovin’ fools. Faris (I know I’m spelling it wrong, I always do.) wanted more than I brought. We’ll have to take more up there in a few days since I didn’t even get to Edr0 before I ran out.

I hate tax time and I have been so stressed out over it, I have tried not to mention it in my blog. I am happy to report that they are done…not sent off, but done. They have been in a rough draught for 2 months but when you owe, what’s the point in rushing things? Also, a lengthy delay in my checks (what else is new?) prevented us from being able to pay the hefty fee until now. And by hefty I mean HEFTY. It sucks. I’d rather take the money and go on a vacation to Portland…yeah, it’s that much.