After arguing with my daughter last night *okie skips the details* I gave in. I decided to go to the store and get a pack of cigarettes. I just couldn't handle it any longer.
I get in the car and it is sprinkling. No big deal. Then the wind starts to blow. I get about 2 blocks from my house and it looks like hurricane winds. By the time I get to the place where I buy cigarettes it is raining sideways, there is lightening all across the sky, the wind is literally rocking my car. I get lucky and am able to park under the covered drive thru, which closes at like 7 pm and this is at like 10 pm. I see cars pulling off the road. I guess it was raining too hard for them to see. It starts to hail, not big, but still hail.
I am thinking "I am not getting out of the car in this *beep*", so I sit there looking at the other cars, watching the rain fall sideways and then I start laughing and looking out the window up toward the sky and start talking *okie knows if anyone was watching her at this point they likely would have called the men in the white coats* to God. I am telling God "FINE! JUST FINE! Seriously God if you didn't want me to have the cigarettes You could have just said so".
So it might be considered a little self centered to think the storm happened just so I wouldn't buy a pack of cigarettes. But ya know what....at this point what ever it takes to keep me from smokin is fine by me. Well okay maybe not WHATEVER it takes....but ya know what I mean.