Thursday, March 31, 2011


Yesterday, I was able to wear a light-weight shirt when FunnyKid and I went out for a run/walk together. Today, it is SNOWING. SNOW! With up to A FOOT forecast for our area tomorrow.

Spring, where are you? For some reason (probably owing to staying home with FunnyKid for the entire long, long winter), I am more eager for warm weather than ever before. And SNOW is an obstacle to getting to that warm weather.

I told the Pretend Husband he may get home from work one of these days and find a note explaining that FunnyKid and I hopped a flight to Florida. I was only sort of kidding.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

The joys of homeownership...

The other day, it poured all day and well into the night. We made sure we checked our basement multiple times for flooding and were grateful to find it dry as a bone.

As I headed up to bed at 10:30 p.m., I checked it one last time and found nothing. When FunnyKid woke me at 3 a.m. to eat, I figured I was being overly cautious but I went downstairs to check and make sure the sump pump was still working properly. As soon as I opened the door to the basement, I knew something was wrong by the puddle at the bottom of the stairs. (One of the worst ways to wake up your husband in the middle of the night is to tip toe into the room and lovingly whisper in his ear, "Honey, the basement is flooded"-- but it does get him out of bed pretty quick).

While the sump pump and the back-up sump pump had done their jobs in keeping most of the basement from flooding, another part that wasn't protected (and had never had problems) had somehow collected a few inches of water throughout. Which is how the Pretend Husband and I found ourselves ankle deep in ice cold water and digging trenches in the snow in the pouring rain from 3-4:30 a.m.

We were fortunate that the only things that were damaged were some empty cardboard boxes (it's not our first time at the rodeo and we've become smart about how we store things in the basement). The worst part wasn't the flooding but the fact that FunnyKid didn't get the memo about Mom and Dad spending part of their night fighting back the flood waters and woke up for the day shortly after we fell back asleep. He's lucky he's cute even when I'm running on five and a half hours of sleep!