thank you, Jesus.

We are home, at our house, safe & dry.
Our little lot was totally spared and the streets are all clear around us.

I hope I don't sound ungrateful, I'm just psycho tired and still reeling from the events of the last 24 hours! By ten am this morning, I felt like I had been hit by a mack truck - which I have been before (in a really gross car accident), so I speak from experience. (My husband just informed me it was a GMC truck, not a mack truck - either way, it was one big ole truck.)

When I walked in the door of our house at 1pm, I must have looked pretty gnarly because Lauren pretty quickly started baking some banana chocolate bread to help me make it through the day. I couldn't figure out what the heck was wrong with me - I felt like I had the flu and a cold and was in labor... and then I realized, in all the madness yesterday and today I had forgotten to take my thyroid medicine for two days - which is just long enough to cripple me.

Tonight I will be taking tylenol pm and tomorrow I will DEFINITELY be taking my meds.

Thanks Jesus for a dry house & a safe family.
Amen.