For us, they’ve been kind of novel, although if a truck actually does hit the front of the house in the wee hours, I’m not going to be prepared. That’s exactly what it sounded like just before my alarm went off this morning. I’ll have to straighten all the pictures and make sure my horses haven’t stepped off the china cabinet. (I have some of these on top of the china cabinet. Paden City is named after an ancestor of mine.)
The tornadoes around here are far more destructive. You could say I prefer my house shaken, not stirred*.
*Come on, you thought I wasn’t going to work that in. This post exists so I could drop that line.