and that is what she got. The whole time my mom was here, she kept hoping to see an Iowa storm. Well, she saw one, several in fact, but she was privy to the worst one I've ever seen. We got baseball sized hail. BASEBALL!!!
Ya, my parents car got pretty beat up. The front windshield was cracked in 3 different spots and there were dents and dings on every panel of their car. Fortunately, our car was at Hy-Vee since Ash was at work and they didn't get the baseball sized hail. It just suffered some dings on the roof.
Our apartment complex looks like a battle field. There is debris everywhere from trees and chipped siding and shutters and broken glass from both car windows and apartment windows. We were fortunate enough that it just ripped the screens on our windows and didn't break or even crack them.
After this storm blew past us, another torrential rain storm came through and in the middle of it my mom asked if the power had ever gone out at our apartment...it hadn't until less than 5 minutes after she asked that. Oh mom, you just kept jinxing us! Needless to say, she didn't ask anymore questions or wish for anything more after that.