... near death by BBQ. We were very near to bringing our dinner in when a GUST blew over our BBQ while John was on the falling over side of it! I look out the window and John is doing a run from it because obviously it's HOT while trying to catch it since it's our ONLY means of cooking! HAHahahhaAHA!
He ended up with a small flesh wound, not even a band-aid needed! Our dinner though was blown onto the deck then promptly blasted onto the ground below. April (our dog) cleaned up and needless to say I will be keeping an ear out for her tonight (3 sausages, yes 3!). Thank goodness I brought the rice in moments before or we would have had to make do with jello.
We did have a beautiful rainbow though...
Tyler felt the need to bundle up for the 60 mph, 100 degree dust storm!