When we rearranged the upstairs bedrooms, preparing for Reed's arrival, the treadmill got moved to the basement, wherein Brad decided to make a posh room for himself. Well, it's more like a corner. And posh it is not. More like one part functional, two parts trashy. Oh well. It serves its purpose well. And at least now we have a space that's somewhat comfy to retreat to when the weather turns severe.
She looks comfy, but she was shakin' like a leaf! She hates thunder.
Oh, and as far as the severe weather is concerned, it's passing without consequence, at least as of right now. We have a thunderstorm watch in effect now until 10pm. The sirens went off earlier for a severe thunderstorm warning that was producing some rotation near North Pekin. When Brad said that storms yesterday sent a tree through the window of a house, I figured we'd better head for cover!