Who turned the punchbowl over yesterday?

I do not know. That is the question now when it hails down here. It started the Sunday after Uncle Pat's passing. We were in Church and praising the Lord. I was crying really badly, partly because I couldn't go home for the funeral.
When we got home, there were piles of ice cubes around the house. We had never seen that before. Everybody told us that it had hailed, we didn't see it. It was just there. Evvy said, Don't cry mommy, Uncle Pat tipped over the angel's punchbowl on our house to let us know that he had made it home safely. I stopped crying, that is for sure.
Last night we did have another hail storm and again, I missed it. I was at work. Lightning and thunder and hail for the going home commute. When I got out of work it was over. I missed it again. It is just my timing to miss seeing the punchbowl tipped on our house again:).