October 01, 2012
The One Where Steph Changes Clothes
So, there was a tornado warning... lightning, wind, sirens, the works. Usually I sit out on the front porch and enjoy the intensity of the storm, but this one seemed more ominous than most. Thinking I might not want to pick today to learn to fly, I took refuge in the interior hall of the house. Sitting there, cell phone in my pocket, looking down at my clothes... "If I'm left sitting here among the rubble, THIS is not what I want to be wearing." So I went to the bedroom and changed shirts.
Just so you know, when they uncover me from the wreckage, I'll be wearing a royal blue henley.