Bad weather
Sometimes I think I'm a sick, perverse woman. Although the last thing I want is for anyone to suffer physical, emotional or financial pain, I adore stormy weather. Of course the weather we had here in Houston recently was alittle over the top, but it was so much fun riding around in my Suburban, gawking at lots that were now oceanfront property, making the waves splash up over my antenna as I forded through freshly created streams, and hoping to see lightning or hail. I think Mother Nature is amazing. And brushes with her wrath sort of puts things in perspective--that we're here on this planet because of a freak accident and have, for the moment, been granted permission to stay by the old lady.