My husband is a dreamer.
One day he wants to open a pizza place and the next he wants to go to law school.
I’m the dream killer- the realist- the grim reaper with the reminder of piddly details like not having a pizza recipe, money, or more than a few credit hours from a community college.
His most recent ambition? To be a storm chaser. He, the person that runs to the basement and insist we all follow at the rumble of a thunderstorm, wants to- I SHIT YOU NOT- and I quote “be sponsored by a local college and travel around the country” in search of the ultimate phallic symbol- the tornado.
Tell me that doesn’t look like a penis!!!
His recent obsession with this guy…
(Reed Timmer from Discovery’s Storm Chasers for those of you who don’thave to watch it on Tivo 7 hours a day!)
has me questioning his sexuality, but excited that I may have found that long lost ‘gay husband’ I’ve been looking for wondering.
Recently, we were headed to a kid’s soccer game. We took two cars because we would have to split up to make it to a second game. We were sitting at a stop light at the top of our street. I saw my husband contortioning himself in his driver’s seat to look up in the sky. He then jumped out of the car and started waving at us to look up.
We saw some clouds that were formed in a slight tunnel, but it was a relatively nice looking day. He insisted my son take a picture with his camera phone- yelling, “It’s a tornado! It’s a tornado!”
The kids and I (and every person trying to drive on the road that we were blocking) were convinced he had lost it.
We all got back in our cars and proceeded to the game. I saw him on his cell phone calling EVERYONE he knew and, I know him well enough to assume that he was calling the television news to speak with the weather guy, too. I was right.
About a mile later (and no sign of said “tornado” anymore) we passed a police car- AND HE WAVED HIM DOWN! I shit you not. He waved down a police officer in a small town with a population of 2000 who was driving in an opposite direction to warn him of the impending dangerous tornado on our heels! I’m not exactly sure what he expected the police officer to do (and either did he by the apparent ok sir, you’re nuts pat on the back and eye roll he gave him- I liked that policeman.)
When we arrived at the game, my husband was giddy, borderline orgasmic and shared his story with anyone that would listen.
His story and this picture will forever live in infamy (in his head) as his first ”storm chase”.
I have tears streaming down my face picturing you following him and watching this unfold… Hilarious!
Actually, you’d be surprised how many cyclonic cloud formations actually form up but never make it to the ground.
He’s right. That’s exactly what that was. It just never made it to the ground – probably because the air wasn’t unstable enough and the storm not strong enough.
LMAO Your hubby and mine should get together. Not because they’re gay, but because mine thinks up stupid ideas too. And he also still thinks there is millions of dollars in the old safe, we can’t open, in the barn. I like to call his ideas “Zach Morris” schemes. You remember Zach from Saved By the Bell always had something up his sleeve. And I too am the hammer that destroys his little dreams. Reality is a bitch. And so am I. LOL
My husband LOVES that damn show.
Men are weird, arent’ they?
Does your hubby know my hubby?
Weird.
My Husband loves that show too. Thankfully we dont live ANYWHERE near “Tornado Alley”. It is really funny that your husband went all out with his little “tornado” picture. LMAO
Please do NOT tell my husband about that show. Our DVR has no room on it without deleting some of MY awesome shows!
My husband has done the same thing. When driving in Florida he flipped out because he saw a storm brewing. It was so funny he pulled over to take pictures as well. I guess guys do have orgasm’s for storm. Storm’s are a man’s best friend.
OMg this is too funny!! My husband stock piles groceries as if we are heading into the Armageddon… but he never actually goes out chasing the storms lol
My husband has yet to discover that show, and I hope to keep it that way. His last tv obsession (Deadliest Catch) was about all I could take! Happy storm chasing!