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Yesterday was a profoundly humid day, even for the normally humid Susquehanna Valley. It was also hot and breezes were rare. Earlier in the day I read the forecast for our region and there was a possible threat of thunderstorms for later in the evening. Thunderstorms around here are like thunderstorms in Louisiana: they blow through fast and furious, but they don't break the humidty to any satisfactory degree. Last night around 8:30 Dave and I were watching "That 70's Show". The station interrupted programming with a special weather statement that ran across the top of the screen, accompanied by the usual screeching sound to get your attention. I hear them so often around here that they barely cause a blip on my radar, so instead of reading the warning, I leaned in closer to see if I could read the actors lips. When the sound came back on, Dave asked if I had seen the warning. When I told him I hadn't he said "Good". I asked what was going on and when he wouldn't say I looked to see if any other stations had any weather related statements they were dispatching. As it turns out, there was a tornado warning for our county, and worse than that, the worst bit of the storm was heading straight for Lewisburg. Naturally I freaked out. I tried to go back to that day in one of my high school science classes where the teacher talked about what to do during a tornado, then proceeded to frantically open all the windows, turn off and unplug all the appliances, turn out all the lights, and then I commenced worrying about Henry. After debating with Dave about what to do, I went upstairs, woke him up, brought him down to the first floor, and settled him down in his "pack and play". The winds and rain were amazing. The system was traveling through at 60 mph so it went by us fast, but it certainly was around long enough to make a girl frantic. Meanwhile, Dave was outside on the front porch watching all of it while I was inside trying to hear the tell-tale "train" sound. Fortunately, there was no tornado (although there were some in my dreams last night). It scared the hell out of me, I'm not ashamed to say. It had better not happen again.