Spoke Too Soon

It's really just starting to hit me now that the water is gone 

and power is back on.  I may need to go cry for awhile.

If this is the worst thing I have to do....

It wasn't even raining real hard and the water was

already overflowing from the upper gutters.  Something

wasn't right.  The heavy bands haven't arrived yet, just 

a couple of shots off the bow.  A lull in the downpour

presented an opportunity to squeeze out my daughter's

bedroom window and survey the problem.  A clog in the

upper downspout was causing the overflow and explained

the trickle of water running into the lower gutter.  Might

as well clean out the lower one while I was there.  6:00

and we're as ready as we're gonna be.  Everything is 

already up from the basement floor, except the furnace

and water heater.  The new bilge pump will be working

overtime for sure.  Cocktail hour has officially begun.

Proper Class

Now this is America's Cup sailing.

Not a helmet or trampoline in sight.

Like Butter

Softened, melted, or better still, clarified.  My solids have

risen to the top.

Are You Ready For Some Pointy?

Halla Frickin Looyah!