Late Saturday my neighbors and few of my kids (the older two, as a matter of fact) where sitting under the porch talking, which is something we usually don't do outside. We were probably talking for the better of an hour when the oldest pointed out something falling from the sky. We all saw it, so there was none of that "did I really see it or are my eyes playing tricks on me." It seemed very close and very bright which made us believe that it wasn't a meteor. We went through all the options of what it might be: UFOs, outer space virus, space trash, chunks of satellite, etc. We were mostly doing this is good fun. After all, the kids seemed to enjoy it. But about fifteen minutes later while we were talking, a second smaller and fainter object made it's way to the ground. Needless to say, this really peaked our collective interests.
Now, we live at the end of a dead end that slightly resembles a cul-de-sac on the side of a hill. That, coupled with the ring of trees surrounding our yards and the stadium of lights from the mall didn't aid in our view. So, armed with our wits, we marched to top of the hill to get a better look at the events unfolding. For at least an hour we were up there talking, seeing more objects, and smells switching between sweet and sulphuric we decided to go back to our porch. We have, by this time, sufficiently freaked ourselves out.
Being all of 28, I was the oldest on in the group, and the only one who watches news on any regular occasion. I decided to flip the TV onto CNN and surf the net for any astrological happening planned for the weekend. The television carried nothing for us, but www.astronomy.com led me to some answers. We seem to be in prime viewing time for Perseid meteor shower this week, with Sunday night being the best time to see it. This was a great relief to us all. Finding this out I put down my figurative 2X4 (for the zombies) and went to bed.
The kids wanted to wake up at 3am the next night for prime view, and after little debate I relented. So at three I woke them up one by one to let them know the shower was on it's way. After 10 minutes and little begging, the oldest was the only one who made it out there. We waited for about 15-20 minutes before we went back inside, disappointed we didn't get to see them a second night. But, we were able to go to bed knowing that it wasn't the invasion we were waiting for.
2 comments:
I hope your 2X4 was at least pointy. It needs to be pointy.
It wasn't pointy, but it will be over time. I plan on making it all the way. I know where there is a cache of guns and ammo at my disposal.
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