Awaiting the arrival of the cold front and associated thunderstorms, low level wind shear, and the odd tornado. The vehicles are all topped off with ethanol-free gasoline, the generator has been treated likewise, and run-up for a full function check. The trash container and recycling container are in the garage, and the back yard chairs are stacked into the wrought iron garden fence enclosure. The wife and I have our survival supplies (ID's, handgun, shotgun, water, smart tablet, storm radio, and MREs) in the closet on the northeast corner of the house, and we are prepared to hunker down in there with the dogs. Most importantly, the guitars have been taken down from the wall, lovingly waxed and buffed, and then put into cases and gig bags. I sure hope nothing happens to those guitars.