This Storm's a Rockin'

. . . and it's supposed to get worse! They're saying we on the headlands could hit gusts of 100mph. Here's hoping I don't have to use the tarp we just bought to patch roof damage.
And now for a story that will seem irrelevant but isn't. Today at church, W had me take him to the bathroom twice within about half-an-hour (the usual is once). The second time was near the end of the congregational meeting, and we strolled back in just in time for the closing hymn. After the hymn, the Bishop announced that tonight's opening of the church for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir's Christmas special would be cancelled. As usual, W said "Time for Primary!" and we headed down to the kids meeting room. On our way, one of the librarians asked if church was cancelled, and I said, "no, the Bishop was just cancelling the Christmas broadcast." We were a bit ahead of the kid pack when we got to the Primary room, but W was content to sit there and wait. So, I left him there. Then, a few minutes later, a friend said, "Your son's down there waiting by himself. You should go down there and get him." I was a little miffed, thinking "Don't they have teachers who can show up on time?" Soon, one teacher did bring W down the hall, and I was still a but confused. Finally, someone enlightened me that the rest of church was cancelled. People were like, "The Bishop announced it. Weren't you listening?" Well, it's pretty hard to hear when you spend so much of the meeting on bathroom duty with your 5-year-old.
On the way home, we passed Tapiola Park and one of their large trees was blown down. Young's Bay was ripping worse than I've ever seen, with lots of whitecaps at unusual heights, angles, and frequencies. The bridge was exciting, as you'd expect, but it was extra fun because the rocks they put down for the recent cold snap were blowing in the wind. So even though L was going maybe 30, we now have a nice new large crack in the van windshield. Also, where the span meets the causeway, it was shooting wind and water so dramatically that I was nervous we might get some aerodynamic lift. I also heard several rocks hit the GTI but haven't checked it closely yet.
So now I'm at home blogging from my phone and taking pictures of my shed. Since the last storm put a sizeable portion of my neighbor's shed in my yard, I reinforced mine a little. Yes, Dad, that's the famous orange twine. In fact, I think it's the actual twine pieces I used camping with Justin and Alan near Mt. St. Helens when we brought the tent and the tarp poles (they don't work together so well). This twine has experience. Our power has been flickering like crazy, too. It's been off and on about 8 or 10 times in the last couple hours, but it's currently on and we're going about our business.