Thunder and Lightning, OH MY!

You may or may not already know this, but I'm a pretty big baby.  I don't do heights, and when I say heights I mean like, you won't catch me standing on something more than two feet off the ground unless it's a solid floor (or a firetower)...you won't see this girl riding on any rollercoasters, ferris wheels or anything that flips upside down.  When I was in high school we did this obstacle course that required us walking across a high balance beam and climbing over uneven bars...I walked around those obstacles.  If I see someone walking a big dog on the same side of the road that I'm on, I cross over and as much as I love camping, I will never sleep in a lean to or without some kind of tent like shelter because you know...mice crawl on you when you're in a lean to, and they've viscous.

Aside from the height thing, being upside down, dogs or mice I'm pretty terrified of thunderstorms.  You see, when a thunderstorm comes rolling in (which isn't uncommon here in NY during the summer) and I'm alone in my  apartment, I'll run around to each window, close it and pull the shades.  Then, I turn on all the lights (particularly if it's dark) and put all my fan windows on the floor and turn them on.  Oh, and I play my TV as loud as possible...to tune out the thunder and all.

If it's really bad, I get into bed and hide under the covers.  I'm constantly anticipating that *crack* thunder, where there's a giant flash of light and then the sky sounds like it's splitting open.  Talk about basket case!

I also tend to lose power here at the slight gust of wind, so I get all my candles ready.  Just in case.

You people that live in the land of tornadoes or hurricanes...I don't know how you do it.  If there was ever a tornado warning for where I live (which there is once in a while, but it's really, really rare) or a hint of a hurricane or tropical storm, I don't know what I'd do with myself.  I'd be the person in the bathtub with the mattress over it.

Oh and I'd bring my cat in the tub with me too.

As you can probably guess, it's storming out here right now.  As promised I have all my lights on (lucky for National Grid), my fans are on, my TV on.  I've lost power a couple of times, but that seems to have subsided.  My toilet started bubbling which totally freaked me out and for whatever reason reminded me of the movie for Stephen King's IT - and the walls by my toilet started leaking!  That has also stopped.  Do you think I should tell my landlady??  Meh...

As much as I love the summer and as much as it pains me to say this, I'd rather have this:

Than this:

VIA

No wait I take it back...I'll just get on the phone and con someone to come over to keep me company.  If that doesn't work, well I can always go hide under the covers.