necia_phoenix | May. 21st, 2013

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My dad’s side of the family is in the Oklahoma City area. Yesterday I got a frantic call from my mother, who lives SE of Tulsa, OK, informing me that a 2 mile wide tornado was on the ground and going through Moore Oklahoma. Going along a very similar path that the ’99 tornado took. My aunt is a HS teacher in Moore, and I believe my uncle teaches HS or Middle School though I could be wrong. Yesterday I spent several hours on FB, txting and making phone calls to see who had checked in, who was all right.

Everyone is alive and accounted for. Their homes are still standing.

But there are so many who were not as fortunate. I see pictures and hear of the children in the school… I had to turn off the news yesterday and all the tension and worry collaborated, and jumped me, and I went to bed early. I slept a full 12 hours.

Today I’m watching fb, seeing my relatives posts and giving encouragement. Thankful that my family, though I’m not close to them, was spared. Saddened for the families who lost members, pets, houses. And Thankful, so very thankful that my darling hubs moved us out of tornado alley.

For my midwest readers, please take precautions, have a plan of action and go over it with your family frequently in case of severe weather. Update your plan of action, make sure you have emergency supplies and rotate them to keep them fresh. Be safe.

KTUL.com – Tulsa, Oklahoma – News, Weather
According to Weather.com, there is supposed to be more severe weather today. Stay aware folks.

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On my way home from the grocery store I got hit with a scene that made me giggle. I thought I’d put it up here to share.

The door burst open and three men strode in. They all cut dashing figures, leather and steel. Swordsmen, all of them. Cassia sighed, recognizing the man in front.

“You aren’t welcome here Geoff.” Cassia said, pushing through the crowd.

“You’re going after the Arc, right?” He demanded, thumbs hooked through his sword belt.

“Well,”

“The arc belongs to my family and therefore it belongs to me. So we’re going to do things my way.” He lifted up the family crest amulet that hung around his neck. It was a griffin on a blue sea. Cassia swallowed, she hadn’t anticipated this.

“We’re going to do things your way, or no way I take it?”

Cassia, along with every eye in the tavern, turned toward the slim dark haired woman who walked, no sauntered towards Geoff. She touched Cassia’s arm winked and turned towards Geoff.

“Hello Lyr.” Geoff sounded like he might be strangling. “My way or no way. You need me to get past the Gates.”

“No,” Lyr was grinning up at him. “We need that.” She tapped the family crest. “You’re just the baggage.”

Geoff shook his head. “You’re not going to get this…”

“Oh really?” Lyr tipped her head to one side. “Pearthea.”

The one word had a huge effect on the swordsman. His shoulders sagged, the blood drained from his face and his eyes narrowed. Lyr just stood there, grinning at him, her hand out. He took off the crest and set it in her waiting hand.

“You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?” He asked, voice rough. She put the crest on, stood on her tip-toes and brush a lingering kiss on his lips.

“Nope.” She turned and grinned at Cassia. “Shall we go then?”

Cassia nodded, saluted Geoff, and followed Lyr through the chuckling crowd.

“What was this you were saying about being strong, Geoff.”

“Shut up.”

“But,”

“Just. Shut. Up.”

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Have a great Tuesday!