We're Not in Utah Anymore

This morning I drop Mitchell off at school, come home, and turn on my beloved Law and Order: SVU to watch while doing some dishes and folding laundry. Not too far into it though, my show is interrupted by a phone call from Mitchell. That's weird. He's supposed to be in class right now. Why would he be calling? Well of course I answer it. He asks me if I'm at home. My first thought is that he must have forgotten something and needs me to bring it to him. Umm, no. He's calling to tell me that right now our city is in the middle of a tornado warning. The law school has locked all the students in the basement until further notice. He's just calling to make sure I'm ok.

Umm, I guess so. I mean, at the moment I'm not whirling around in the air with trees, cars, and cows shooting by me. And I definitely don't see any witches, flying monkeys, or lollipop guilds nearby. Oh wait, are those descriptions part of Twister and The Wizard of Oz? Of course they are! Because those 2 movies sum up all my experience with tornadoes! I'm from Utah for crying out loud! The only natural disaster I've ever been prepped for is an earthquake. Hello! We had mountains to protect us from the wind!

So what am I supposed to do? Get in a basement? We don't have a basement! After brainstorming with Mitchell, the only other thing we've been able to think of is maybe lay in the tub or something. Is that what you're supposed to do? (Seriously, if someone knows, please pass it on. Apparently this is knowledge I need to have). Well the house isn't shaking yet, so for now I've decided just to watch the weather through the windows... which are made of glass... which can easily shatter... oh boy.

Fo about 5-10 minutes the weather was crazy outside. Pretty much I thought I was watching a tornado form in my backyard. But then again, I don't really know what a forming tornado looks like, so it might have been my fear telling me what I was seeing. Luckily though, things soon died down. Although our patio furniture is still scattered out on the lawn. I still haven't worked up the courage to go outside. I mean, what if a tornado suddenly decides to drop down? I've heard they can do that.

But you know what the one nice thing is about a tornado warning? You find out you're incredibly cared about. Apparently Mitchell texted his family to tell them what was going on here with the weather. Within 2 minutes of getting off the phone with him, both of his parents and sister called me to make sure I was safe. They truly are the best. Thank goodness for family.

Date Night with the Law

It's 8:00 on Wednesday night. Just finished work and have nothin' to do. Don't even have to go to bed early because I don't have to work tomorrow (praises!). What does this mean? Freedom! An opportunity for fun! The night is young (well, not really for me. Because even though I'm only 24 and by most people's standards that qualifies me as young, this spring chicken is yawning for her bed by 10:30. Call me lame if you want to, but it's the truth). So what am I going to do with my big night off? Let me tell you.

I'm going to pick up some food from our new favorite Chinese place (can I actually call it "our new favorite" if it's the only Chinese place we've eaten at since moving here?), meet Mitchell in a study room of the library, eat dinner and talk about the days we've had, and then proceed to update my blog while watching episodes of The Office while he reads out loud to himself, without realizing it of course, his "Civ Pro" assignment (that's "Civil Procedure" for those of you who are out of the law school jargon loop).

And you know what? I couldn't be happier about it. Because after 15 hours of being away from him today, nothing sounds better than just sitting next to him, occasionally rubbing his back- if he's lucky. Yep, life couldn't be much better if he's by my side, even if I have to use my library voice.