Saturday mornings are all about sleeping in, staying in your pajamas, and generally being a schleb all day - it's absolutely glorious.
But this morning - I was woken up by the tornado sirens shrieking outside my windows. Now, these sirens are tested once a month on a Wednesday, so since it was a Saturday morning...I thought it was legit.
Heart pounding, I threw on sweats and shoes, grabbed my computer and radio, and hustled the cats downstairs to the basement. Made a bed out of blankets and pillows on the floor and tried to get reception on my radio.
The siren was blaring still, the cats were totally freaked out and then I hear it... A completely calm radio announcer telling me that the city of Omaha has decided to randomly test the sirens this morning. All morning long.
Gosh, I miss California sometimes. Only sirens you hear are the old air raid ones when they malfunction and only in the older neighborhoods. I'll take earthquakes any day over a tornado.