Today I was waiting for Oreo to poo, (common issue lately) and standing in the yard looking at the sky.
It’s ripe out here in old MN.
Ripe for severe weather and possibly some tornados.
This had me thinking…..
I thought right away about 2 things.
1st a neurotic thought:
“get the camera,snap photo’s of the entire house and yard to have on file, because with our luck, we will get directly hit and as long as the 6 of us are ok, that’s really all that matters, but it would be nice to know what else we lost.”
Then a random thought:
“this reminds me of being a teenager and wanting to be a storm chaser. That and a back up dancer to Janet Jackson (because I cannot carry a tune) and a Mom.”
I always wanted to be a Mom
I’d say of my rather lofty dreams, I got the best of these jobs.
I can also share that once Joe and I decided to storm chase on our own, and lets just say I may have left something in my unders that day. Not too sure I’ll go looking for tornados again soon. Although, I find them utterly fascinating, and if they didn’t cause such harm, I’d freely admit that I find them beautiful too.
Today maybe stormy outside, but inside it’s time to reflect on the silly and different dreams I had as a younger lady.
Even funnier yet that all it took was a sickly humid day and a dog taking her sweet time to drop a few in the yard for me to remember that I wanted such different possibilites in my youth.
Though the dancing would have made me more fit, it would mean tons of travel and I would have let it go by now to go back to the Mom dream.
Same with the tornado chasing. I think just one trip and I’d find I was ready to settle down back home.
However, I wouldn’t have traded being a mom. I did go through a phase where I thought maybe I won’t have kids. Even now as I have been begging, threatening, bargaining, asking my babe’s to take a nap for an hour or so, I would never have given up the mom part. That’s the best kind of dream.
Back to the neurotic photos.