Well, that was impressive, kind of.

Yesterday we're all out at the soccer fields for Emma and Timmy's soccer practice/games. They're usually 4:30 - 4:5o or so of practice, then the rest of the time until 5:30 is a game/scrimmage against another team. The skies were getting pretty dark and forbidding, so the guy in charge of the leagues tells the coaches to start the games immediately. They're playing and having a great time, but the skies are getting darker and darker and the wind is picking up. There starts to be some lightning and around 5p the games are called. So we pack it up and head back to the car. The wind is really picking up now, and as we're driving away, we're getting hit through open windows (it was pretty warm, in the mid 80's with a lot of humidity) by wind driven leaves and dirt and dust. It looks like at anytime, the sky is going to open up and just dump on us. We drop Cyndie off at Laura and Gow's (to pick up Daisy and Sally who we're babysitting during a Gowan date), and get hit by a slight barrage of rain, but nothing crazy. Over the next half hour, it rained some and was a bit windy, but nothing of the sort promised by the dark, crazy sky nor that which the weather reports carried (hail, 60 mile per hour winds) ever materialized. We ended up eating on the deck and enjoying the sound of the rain and laughing that it couldn't get us!