Pancakes with the In-Laws

Sorry for the temporary hold in posts and nearly up to the date news, but we're having the world blown apart down here. Sunday night we had an F2 category tornado sweep through and decide that it had enough of where some of Springfield had placed itself. Promptly taking it upon itself, it reorganized a little bit of everything.
By Sunday night Allyn and I were with some friends reading the paper in our storage space in the garage while the tornado sirens calmly informed us that the world was in fact coming apart.
We would spend that night on our in-laws floor and they would spend the next on our futon.
If you haven't seen pictures yet, check them out. I'm not taking credit for these shots, they were lifted from Rob's blog.
It's fantastic that no one has died and that we were fortunate to escape pretty well off.

In other news, the entirety of our tangible childhood was auctioned off in about two and a half hours Saturday morning. Instead of it being hard or emotional, it was hilarious. Layla was hilarious, people bid on our junk, and now our flotsam is evenly distributed around Jersey county. People buy the silliest stuff.

Also, congrats to my brother for nailing down two jobs. He's going for the brass ring, or at least he will if he can wake up by 8.