No… it is not snow in August.
It is not Christmas in July (what is that anyway)
It is hail at our house on Wednesday night of August 15 2012.
IT WAS VERY EXCITING!
IT WAS VERY LOUD!
Poor Nicky pooch hung by our legs and Sarah kept going from crying to gasps of “oh my word” The man of the house kept opening the back door and letting in the wet. I ran around the house closing windows and doing motherly things.
it went dark
you would think we live in a cabin at some remote spot in the mountains the way we lose power over every storm.
No real damage was done and we are all safe thanks to the protection of our strong home.