August 13, 2008 (meant to be posted...)

Monday night we had torrential rain for about 3 hours. Word has it we acquired about 6-8 inches in that time frame. Crazy, I know. The ditch out front was overflowing. The apartment 2 floors down had 2 inches of standing water in there rooms. Our neighbors/landlords had their basement flood (they just replaced the carpet less than 1 year ago). It was bad. Early on in the storm John had to run to the store to get some diaper cream for Hayden. No problem. Within 20 minutes of him returning, we got Hayden to bed and put a movie in. John looked at me and said, "Beer sounds really great. You want beer?" It didn't make any difference to me. But the weather wasn't exactly peachy for venturing out. But I figured, okay...if he wants to go get it. Less than 10 minutes later John comes in and tells me he needs my help...the car stalled and it needs a push. Great. So we get the car onto high ground across the street and figure it will be dried out in the morning and we'll move it. Not so. To put it simply, the engine is shot. The street was much more flooded than we thought, water rushed through the engine, and it is now unsalvageable. Our $2300 beer run WITHOUT the beer.Lesson learned: don't venture out during a storm when you live in a flood plain