Hanging out in the basement.

So... There's a tornado warning outside and like good little weather buffs, Mackenzie and I are down in the basement, waiting it out. We folded some laundry, she's picking up, I'm trying to find way to waste time while I nurse my beer (I saved it from the storm. Thank goodness!).

There has been a tornado sited just a few miles west of here and the wind is pushing it this way. Things sound very calm outside, but who knows, we could just be in the eye of the storm.

Mackenzie says hello. She's busy setting up the bed and working. Ha.

Here's hoping that her car doesn't have hail damage. 'Cause mine's in the garage.

And I'm out.