This afternoon I saw Noah’s Ark floating down the street. The building owner people came down to look at a leak that spontaneously appears when there’s too much rain. I guess there’s been a leak there for awhile and is wily? because it hasn’t been fixed, can’t be fixed, who knows. While the building people were there they announced that it looked like our little parking lot was about to flood.
Richmond has some notoriety about flooding. I walked out with one of the building people and she slogged through the water to kick the debris off the parking lot drain. The drain neither one of us could see. I moved my car to the street which luckily is on an incline (and feeds all the water into our parking lot).
I got home and decreed that no one was allowed back out today. The rain, the rain, the rain it just doesn’t quit.
On a completely different subject, I received a bridal shower invitation today and wouldn’t you know it, I just told my sister we could babysit for a whole weekend. The same, exact weekend of the bridal shower. I love it when things come together like that.
Don’t you think there comes a time when you get to be a certain age and you just don’t have to go to bridal showers anymore? I’m at least 10-12 years older than the bride-to-be and am related to her by marriage. In other words, I don’t really know her. I like her just fine but I do not have a relationship with her other than I see her at family functions. And, furthermore, I despise sitting around parties and having to do the artificial chit-chat crap. My idea of a perfect bridal shower is like this:
Get to the shower. Hand over the gift. Get a drink and a piece of cake. Watch the bride-to-be open the gift. Get back in car and leave.
I already feel like she’s asking a lot to have 2 wedding ceremonies in one weekend. Not only is that an entire weekend devoted to wedding crap; it is in another city and we’ll have to spend the night and chauffeur the MIL around. There had better be at least one open bar during that weekend.
Yeah, this rain is getting on my nerves. I think I’ve had about 30 minutes total access to the internet today because satellites evidently don’t like rain one bit.
I hated my own bridal shower. The worst are the ones where they play silly games. I like your idea. Sort of a bridal shower open house.