Homelife

Last night around midnight, we took a hard storm, about as bad as it gets, or at least as loud as any, with the cats scurrying to look for little cubby holes in the house to hide in. We are inundated. The lawn has converted back to ponds and lakes. The water did not climb over the patio, but it may yet since we are not out of the woods yet.

I may as well do a little home report while I am at it. I enjoyed a couple of days to myself. Pop is back now, but he left on Monday. They celebrated Kay's birthday. I was worried that she might be coming back with him, since this is Grocery Week, but, no, they are apparently sticking to the routine, so that she presumably will not be making it in tomorrow either. I appreciate the little break.