It was interesting weather in Southern Ontario yesterday.
At around 1:45 p.m. I was working on my article when I heard people saying the building was shaking. I then felt my legs moving.
One coworker decided we needed to leave the building.
Now.
So I grabbed my wallet and purse, unplugged my digital frame and headed outside.
People started receiving texts from loved ones saying they felt their buildings move.
The earthquake, the first I have experienced, hit Ottawa and was felt in Quebec and the northern States.
Last night, a tornado hit Midland, Ontario, about two hours north of my home.
I am terrified of tornadoes, likely dating back to being in girl guide camp when the 1985 tornado swept through Grand Valley and Barrie, killing a number of people.
A police officer came to our camp and told the leaders, my mom included, that a tornado was heading our way and we needed to leave.
In hindsight, that was likely the wrong way to handle the situation. Worse, we actually got into our car and drove home.
Since then, hot weather and thunder storms make me head straight for the computer to check out the Weather Network to see if we are under a tornado warning.
I also tend to spend a lot of time looking at the sky, checking out its colour and wondering if I should take the baby, and now the kitten, and hang out in the basement under the stairs.
With a hot, muggy summer predicted, there is more of a chance of severe weather.
It might be time to create an emergency kit and make the area under the stairs a more comfortable place to be.
