I was beginning to get a little worried as we drove back from Seattle on Sunday. Our last trip was utterly fraught with danger; yet this trip had been seemingly innocuous. Just as I began to let my guard down I began to notice something peculiar on the horizon. A dark menacing veil was inching its way ever closer. By the time we reached Vancouver for a stop at Gwen's parents, it was upon us. The winds were kicking up, lightning was seen in all directions. Rumors of tornadoes and hail stones of Biblical proportions were rampant. We dashed inside just in time to escape the drenching down pour that began. I was nearly swept away when I ventured back out to roll up the car window. Fortunately the storm fizzled and I was very glad to have averted another episode of certain DOOM!