Isn't It Ironic?

Lately, some strange things are happening. 

First, a few weeks ago I mentioned on this blog that we were quote: "Swept up in a crap tornado," and then a short while later we were almost literally swept up in a tornado!

This is a picture of the actual tornado that touched down near our home.  We didn't see it because we were hiding alone (no Luke) in our bathtub under a mattress while the tornado sirens were wailing and I was kissing my children goodbye.  

(That was a little morbid.  But it was scary and I hate tornadoes, okay?)

Then, a few days ago, I was talking to a friend and made the following comment: "I'm so glad Spring is finally here.  At least there's no more snow."  

The next morning I woke to this:

Are you flippin' kidding me?!

Oh, and about a week before HairGate, I told my good friend that "Aubrey would never cut hear own hair."  

I actually said those words.  

With my own mouth.

And we all know how that worked out.

 

Isn't it ironic?