Went to Bed and Bumped His Head
Eeek! It started raining yesterday and just hasn't stopped. People have been flooded since yesterday. Our basement is wet but there's no standing water. There was quite a stream flowing directly in front of my home this morning. As I drove past the side-streets I could see the water wasn't flowing into the drains. I hope I can get home tonight!
Just up the road from my house is closed.
And oh noes! The road by the Thai food place is closed! I wanted to pick up dinner tonight. :-(
We're in for heavy rain for the rest of the day. I love rainy days like this, but I'd rather be in my warm, dry home snuggled up in some sweats.
For the record, this is nothing, I lived on the Mississippi during the great flood of '93. In fact, our little town was sandwiched between the Miss and the Rock Rivers, luckily we lived at the top of a plateau. Our basement flooded, but we didn't lose our home like many others did.
UPDATE: Here's something I didn't know. From the Wiki entry on the Great Flood of 1993:
An Illinois man, James Scott, 24 at the time, was sentenced to life imprisonment for his role in causing some of the flooding, officially convicted for "intentionally causing a catastrophe". Scott removed several sandbags from a levee holding back the water, in an attempt to strand his wife on the other side of the river so he could continue partying. The breach flooded 14,000 acres (57 km²) of farmland, destroyed buildings and closed a bridge.[3][4] While Scott caused one levee to fail, more than 1,000 levees failed in the flooding.
Wow, that's just nuts!
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I remember the '93 flood rather fondly. I lived in an old Victorian house on the Kansas River at the time, and in the back of my pantry, where it hadn't been painted in years, I could see the chest high water line of the last flood in '51. We spent weeks sandbagging levees that had been cut open to lay new rail lines since '51 and when things got really bad, we actually unhooked the relatively new furnace in the basement, carried it upstairs and loaded it in the bed of my landlord's pickup. Good choice--the basement filled up, but got no higher. Good times.
A girl in my grade in school lost her grandmother...she was murdered and found floating in the flood - all evidence destroyed, of course...I don't think they ever solved that one.
My dad took some glorious pictures. And i remember driving down to Jeff City on Hwy 63 in a van with my acting troupe...water lapping at our tires.
yowza. that is a crazy wiki entry. we had a bunch of rain overnight but it's pretty nice out now. Colder than yesterday but hopefully my basement stays dry. Hopefully yours does too!
*fingers crossed Val can haz Thigh fud*
Second: I really did have a crazy good time. We used to get up about 10 am, go buy a case or two of really cheap beer and batteries for our boom box. Then we'd bike over to the National Guard camp by the levees and sandbag and drink beer and listen to music and crack jokes. The Guard guys used to feed us MRE's and laugh their asses off over a bunch of half-drunk college kids filling sandbags day after day. The only un-fun part of it was watching the crying people who came to pick up sandbags to try to save their houses and the tetanus shot I had to get. Because everybody who sandbagged ended up needing a tetanus shot. Thanks for reminding me of the fun times.
yes, but... you don't have to shovel rain!!
Poor you. No Thai today. :-(
A friend of mine lived in some bumfuck Iowa town right on the river in '93. Before she moved from CA, I was all 'dude, why?' and she called to report that the town was half underwater and their yard was a lake and the basement was wet and indeed, dude why?
My kids were in high school? No, middle school!
Anyway, the floods were horrible. SO great that Redz family kept the furnace dry.
And, who'da thunk some idiot would cause a levee to fail. People have NO brains.
Interesting stuff! But, wherever we live...we never know what's comin' down the pike. Keeps it interesting!