I am beginning to believe that we are currently living in Kansas. The last few days have been "wicked" weather for us. This is so unusual for us so I just feel that I have been transplanted and should be searching for Oz to get back home.
Last evening we were getting rain at the rate of two inches per hour, pea size hail, lightening and thunder loud enough to shake the house. We even had a tornado warning along with our flood warnings. Now, you have to realize that we NEVER have tornado warnings here. They are generally waterspouts coming in over the ocean which die out once they hit land. Not so last night. I know that all of this sounds mild to you folks who get really radical storms with major hail, but for us it was highly unusual.
Our #1 son is in Colorado skiing so we had our DIL and four grandchildren over for dinner last night. I had made a banana cream pie for dessert, but our 9 year old grandson wanted to fix us something special. He brought all the ingredients and fixed us chocolate chip pancakes! Now....I have to admit that I have never liked any sort of pancakes. I just haven't! He did a fabulous job -- heated the griddle to just the right temperature and cooked them to a perfect golden brown. They were presented beautifully on plates, buttered and smeared with whipped cream. I was a most gracious grandma as I raved about the wonderful job and delicious taste. It's a good thing that Grandpa loves any kind of pancakes and wanted seconds, or was it thirds?
Our three year old grandson showed up with a cast on his hand. He had taken a fall at the bowling alley and ended up doing a body slam to the floor --hand, ball and then body. Ouch! He broke two fingers pretty badly and the doctors were concerned about the location of the fracture so close to the growth plate.
As it continues to pour here, I believe I will go and search for my yellow brick road. I hope everyone has a great weekend.