May is finally here.

Music: "Everything" - Maya
11:50p

I'm just saying, May can't get here fast enough. I'm tired of being cold, and this unusual weather pattern is driving me up the wall. It's warm during the week, then we get a cold front, and bam, I freeze my ass off when I go to work on weekends. Only in the mornings, though, then it warms right back up. 

What the hell? Did Summer decide it is going to take a break this year? I hope not! I am ready for warmer temps, and ready to go swim and do things outdoors again. Not to mention not freeze at the warehouse?

Not only that, but Spring, namely severe weather season has been very quiet this year, and while that is a really good thing in terms of there hasn't been any major outbreaks (tornadoes, etc), there hasn't been any severe weather. Nothing interesting enough for me to follow streams online of chasers. I don't learn anything that way. We're now going into May, into peak season, but also towards what is usually the end of the season, as well. I'd so very much hoped to get some experience this year and finally decide if this is really what I want to do (of course, I won't decide fully until I go on an actual storm chase with the pros). I'm not learning what I thought I would be, so back to square one I go; internet research, and following along with whatever nibble from the chasers I can get. It's better than nothing, and it scratches that itch, if only for a minute. 

This weather is fucked up. But yet, there is no Global Warming. Yes, you should always believe what your government tells you! They know all! 

Back in reality, it was a good weekend. I took off Saturday and Sunday. Saturday my sis threw a birthday for her, her husband, and my mom. We headed out to Cypress in the worst rainstorm I'd seen in a while; it rained on us the entire way, and sometimes it was so heavy you couldn't see the cars in front of you. It was the rain we weren't supposed to get..only 20% for the day! It caught everyone completely off-guard, and they have the flooded-out vehicles to prove it. 

I wish I could sue every last one of those meteorologist-wanna-be's. Yes, even Frank.

We finally made it to Cypress, and the rain showed no sign of letting up. A lot of people had cancelled, but there was plenty of food for us! The kids watched basketball, and the adults got drunk and had a good time. A few of us adults jumped in the hot tub outside, as the pool (which had been heated before the damn rain) was now too cold to go swim in. So there we were, me and my sis and some of her friends all in the hot tub. 

In the pouring rain. With lightning all around. It was a blast!

My brother-in-law, Rob, made a comment, and said 'may I be struck by lightning if I'm lying'.

A few minutes later, a huge lightning bolt touched down right behind the house. Aaaand, that was it for me. Out I went. Rob did it, it was his fault!

Despite the rain that showed no sign of letting up (and never did), the DJ still came and set up under the porch in the backyard, and people got up there and sang. I was hammered by this point, and I had started to beg every guy I came across to do a rap song with me. I finally convinced a guy named Ryan to do an Eminem song with me. It wasn't very good, either! Ha, but it was a blast. We didn't care how much we sucked. Gotta love drunken karaoke. 

Someone had the race turned on, but with all the goings-on, I wasn't too concentrated on it. The rain continued, but we made the best of it. I was in and out of the hot tub all night, in the pouring rain (and enjoying a cool lightning show and downing shots left and right), and having a good time despite the stupid weather. I kept looking for key people to make more shots. We had one last round, and I was gone after that. I went and sat down on the couch and watched the last laps of the race, and didn't move. My sis even started literally shoving cake down my throat, trying to sober me up. It was funny. I'm pretty sure she needed some, too. 

We headed home after that. I sank down in the backseat and threw my hoodie on, and didn't move. My whole body felt like a dead weight. I'm pretty sure I had Above and Beyond's "A Thing Called Love" played about 8 times in a row on my iPod. I really just hoped it would lull me to sleep, along with the car going down the road. It rained on us the whole way home, too. I got home, and didn't even bother with a shower. I went straight to bed.

Sunday was my mom's birthday, so we went out to Baytown. I bought her lunch, and we went and looked around the mall. We talked about the party the night before, and all the crazy drunks in the hot tub (cough). I spent the day with her, and when my dad came home she opened her cards. She had a good birthday.

The last two days have been spent cleaning this house from top to bottom. I love it when people tell me how clean my house is. Ha! If only you knew! I am good at cleaning, I'll tell you that, and I think it's to the point of being obsessive if I really get into it. The house is clean now, and we did all that cleaning in advance of my aunt flying in...well, today now. She will be down for her yearly visit. I can't wait to see her, as always. I love spending time with her, and I know she loves spending time with me and my parents. So excited!

I'm off to bed, hoping I can catch up on sleep and get some of my energy back. I just heard from a friend that we are supposed to be pretty heavy this weekend, so better enjoy this mini-vaca while I have it. 6 days go by really fast when you're busy! 

Goodnight, more to come soon.