I hate tornadoes

[guanin]

I was all set to write last night when suddenly I hear the tv in the living room star doing that alarm sound and announcing rotation in some cloud. My town wasn't mentioned, but no less than a minute later, the real alarm went off and I went into full panic mode, which included me walking on my injured foot, because if I have to run, I'm doing it. That was not fun. I felt like someone was tazering me. The alarm only lasted for a minute, though, but my cousin and I spent the next three hours watching the sky and the radar online, because we're obsessive weather geeks that way. God, these things scare me. My grandfather was all ready to carry downstairs, but my cousin said, rightly, "If there's a tornado coming, she's going to be down there before any of us."

I got major burnout yesterday. And I got four more history books today. *sigh* Need to read fiction. *eyes Christopher Moore novel on the table* Or perhaps I might get some fanfic in if my hips aren't too tired of this chair. Maybe.

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[lotus0kid.livejournal.com]

The thought of a tornado touching down anywhere nearby scares the crap out of me. A few months ago I was home alone and there was a warning on TV- it was cancelled in about ten minutes but yeah, I ate dinner in the basement with my cat and laptop within arm's reach. I'm really glad your alarm came to nothing.

Have you gotten Chris Moore's Fool? That's like goofing off and doing research at the same time!

[guanin.livejournal.com]

If it weren't for the leg, I would have spent the whole night downstairs. I'm always down there with my laptop within 30 seconds of an alarm going off. *shudders*

Not yet. I made a resolution to read some of the novels I have piling here before buying any more and I'm sticking to it. *resolved* Although I did read the first chapter on Amazon. I enjoyed it, it's not research material. I already noticed something off in his accuracy. While I'm only touching the very end of the middle ages, I did first see this in a medieval castle. Kitchens were staffed by men, not women. All the sources I have are pretty adamant about that. If there was a woman in the household, she washed the laundry.

[lotus0kid.livejournal.com]

I spent the night downstairs when Isabel came through. I was worried the tree outside my window would fall.

No kidding? Well, I don't suppose I'm surprised Fool has its share of discrepancies.

[guanin.livejournal.com]

That's why my cousin got rid of the tree outside his window. It was dead, anyway.

The sign I saw in Scotland said something like "if there was somewhere in a medieval castle women belong, it was not the kitchen." See, patriarchy was so fucked up that even though women of every class were expected to know how to cook, they just weren't considered able enough to cook a nobleman's or monarchs regular, sumptuous meals. That's too dignified for us poor women. Or some BS like that.