First snow day as a teacher. It was announced a few hours ago. Trust me, I love my kids. However, I’m blessed to be given one more day of recovery from the fall before going back to school. Mentally I need it.
Additionally, my parents amaze me. They braved the weather, came to our house, shoveled our drive, thawed out the cars, and cooked meals for us. Jim fell on the ice while shoveling, I nearly cried, just because seeing family doing work for my sake was humbling at the least.
I don’t deserve a life like this. I am blessed beyond reason.
It’s not even 6:00AM on Friday morning, and I’m staring at the ceiling. Like all good things, this trip is drawing to an end.
Last night was one of the more humorous events of the entire week. Armed with a snow-cone machine and some giant, neon poster boards, we took the crew to the local baseball complex.
Simple. Give away free snow-cones.
Darco, armed with syrup pumps (funny how God uses barista training), started dishing out the cones. The rest of us vanished into the streets and parking lots letting people know about the opportunity (note: growing out the beard has one drawback…a grown man with a beard, telling kids about free snow-cones at a park…borderline creepy).
In total we served up 250 snow-cones, made several new friends through the kids showing up, and were thoroughly blessed by cooler weather and a nice southern breeze. This was a nice change up from the 102℉ we witnessed while throwing mulch on Wednesday. Interesting factoid though, our group was able to successfully disperse all mulch to all playgrounds throughout the school district. With no heat sickness, and no injuries with the pitchforks being used. That’s rather impressive in my book. Personally, I get so much joy doing physical labor as a service. I’m thinking that’s because I’ve been going that route on missions for years.
It’s 6:00AM, time to shower, eat, pack, and hit the road.
I hate close calls.
In my head I thought that colds were best handled with hot showers and hot tea. Since recovering from my recent ailment I thought a “hot run” would do the body some good also. Especially for being off for a week.
With a heat index of 103℉ I set off from my parents house on a hopefully easy two mile run. Turns out I wasn’t completely recovered. Continue reading →
Back in the day I dreamed of being a storm chaser, working in the National Weather Service, and stare at the computer screen all day (I wound up doing one of those three as it turns out).
However, three years ago everything changed for me. I was eating dinner in Springfield, Missouri when I looked at my radar, seeing a nasty looking cell moving through the Joplin, Missouri area. I had no idea what had taken place until my boss at the time called me, asking if I would take my truck along with a bed full of water and Powerade, and head into Joplin. Working for Subway at the time, I learned that the our Subway in the Walmart had been destroyed and several people were displaced.
Upon arriving to Joplin, a city I knew very, very well over the years, the absolute horror completely changed my perspective of myself, the weather, and meteorology as a whole. Truth is that I couldn’t stomach what I saw.
Below is a video that I shot upon my arrival in Joplin; there is no blood, gore, etc…but it’s 14:00 worth of what the town looked like so quickly three years ago.