And then the skies opened up…..

I was sitting on the couch yesterday, engaged in my normal Sunday morning ritual, watching bad reality tv in my pjs with a couple cats huddled on me, trying to steal attention, when my phone made the most horrific beeping noise.

Tornado Warning: Seek Shelter Immediately.

I’ll admit normally I don’t. I’ve grown up in the Midwest all of my life, and tornadoes have never scared me. I mean, it’s just wind after all, right?

Normally I hope in the car and try to sight see (Dumb, I know). 

I looked outside, nothing much, but a bit of a wind whipping the leaves around and the rain. Still, I figured, I’m actually suppose to be an adult at 28 and should start acting like it, so I grabbed a couple magazines, my cats, a half-eaten pie and went down to the basement to wait it out. 

By the time I made my way downstairs, the skies had blackened, baseball size hail rained down as twigs whipped against my house. The storm moved quickly. Ten minutes later an eery calm as my power went out.

My town, Stanford was lucky. (Yes I live in a town that is my last same name, so does my brother ironically.) Image

We just now got power back, have a bunch of down trees (my bushes were destroyed) and a few houses lost roofs. It will take a bit to clean up, but that doesn’t at all compare to the devastation that my former hometown of Washington suffered. (Two other cities close by Pekin and East Peoria aslo got hit hard.) My former apartment complex was leveled. And the town, is pretty much in ruins.


You can view more of the carnage here.

Obviously, it’s going to be a long time until most of the smaller towns hit are cleaned up. And Washington, well, it’s going to be a very long haul for them. As of now, residents aren’t even being allowed back in the town to clean up. We have months and months of work ahead.

Please if you can, donated to the red cross.

Or check out this fb page. It has alot of information on the town and how you can help.



Silver, Blue and Gold (the color of the sky, I’m told…)

I awoke last night to the sound of thunder. A storm raging outside, lighting fury, the Fourth of July in May, I found my mind was likewise infected. I grab the closest writing utensil I could find, my cell phone, and with in a minute, my taxed digits had record my raging thoughts.7c175b46c88711e2926822000a1f9c9b_7
I haven’t reread it yet, probably won’t for a few days, but it’s nights like that when art courses through my veins so fiercely that I think I might explode that makes the whole process worth while.
After finally drifting into a wearied slumber. I awoke the next day to sunshine, clouds and an open road ahead of me. The promised light at the end of the tunnel.
I am looking forward to the weekend. My play is showing Friday-Sunday. I will be sure to let you know how it goes. And in the meantime, I intend to pick up my laptop and get back to the basics. There is a world out there that needs to be written.
Peace and much love to you all on this beautiful Wednesday.