This has been one of the stranger weekends I’ve faced since moving out to McAlester. It started Saturday night, when I watched a football game get so out of hand the referees ran away and the game had ended midway through the third quarter and without a winner. The strangeness continued Sunday, when the weather started turning bad all over Oklahoma and I quickly educated myself on exactly what to do if a tornado hit McAlester (other than poop myself).
I thought it had passed when I woke up Monday morning, but instead the weather somehow got even worse than it had been the day before. But for all the chaos going on elsewhere in the state, McAlester seems to have escaped with nothing more than a couple inches of rain.
When I looked outside Monday night, I simultaneously saw the sun setting hazily behind thick yellow clouds in the west, streaks of lightning and the grey-green clouds of a heavy thunderstorm to the east, and an actual rainbow shooting into the sky from the south.
If that doesn’t characterize the last 48 hours, I don’t know what will. Here’s what I wrote this week.