Well we didn't get washed away. But it does seem like things got a little busy and I got a little lazy.
As of Tuesday last week, we were worried...the water was still coming (people all over town were singing "How high's the water, mama?") and the building next to us - which sits at least 2 feet above us - was majorly sandbagged. So if they flooded, we would be wearing waterwings and swim diapers. Luckily for us, the county was giving out sandbags. I was sent to get 15. Here's how that conversation/event went:
Setting: 'County yard' office
Players:
Men
Cassie, an awkward girl
Cassie: Hi, I heard you were giving away sandbags....
Man 1: Uh... do you want them to have sand in them?
Cassie: Oh! Yes!
Man 1: Hmm... maybe they can help you in there.
Points Cassie deeper into the Den of Strange Men. Follows her.
Cassie: Hi, I was looking for free sandbags, with sand in them.
Man 1: Guffaw!
Man 2: Nothin's free here. They are $1.25 a piece.
Cassie: Oh.
Man 2: Just kidding.
All Men: Guffaw!
Man 2: Go over there to the pile of sand, they'll set you up.
Cassie (sheepishly): Thanks.
Over by the pile of sand, Cassie encounters a gaggle of convicts willing to load her Toyota Tacoma with a mere 15 sandbags. They also guffaw! as they wonder if it can carry such a load. Although Cassie leaves with no actual phone numbers, she is already formulating the joke that will be told about picking up some men that are hardworkers, even if they will be a little slow in calling her.
The End
Thank you, thank you!
The jokes and the awkward-ness were enjoyed by all.
Eventually we ended up using 159 sandbags, all with sand in them, to surround the bath-house and protect the renovations done earlier in the spring. From nothing. It did rain and the water did get high and the farms surrounding the rivers and creeks were washed out but nothing came to us. I didn't get to go handfishing in the playground. Oh, well. We took the sandbags down and now things are back to normal. If you call a town smelling like dead fish, infested with mosquitos and the occasional recliner in the occasional wheat field normal.
Mom and Dad have been here for a week now and it has been very nice. For one thing I've gotten tons of external validation (Cassie seeking...) as they have seen that I haven't burned the place down. For another, it's been very nice having some helpers; I've been running errands, cut my mowing time in half and having some time away occasionally as mom or dad watches the office. A third benefit: someone else to cook dinner and eat together!
This reminds me - Happy Mother's Day to all the moms. I hope it was a great, great day for you!
Anyway, this update seems to have run a bit long. Comments?
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6 comments:
Wow it is nice to have you back..Oh and I am not going to say a thing about you trying to pick up men at the sand bag place...I sure am glad the water did not get you..you did not mention the pool or is that coming in the next blog?
keep us inquiring people informed.
LUV U GRAMS
Just a quick note... the "Mom" was involved in getting the other 144 sandbags - filled heavy with sand. And there were no men in striped suits to help (Must have been only available for the cute young chicks.) It was bend, lift, load and push only to become pull, lift and stack. Pool is full and the chemicals have been added - but the pump went out...gotta go shopping!
So did you give them your number? Don't wait by the phone!!! Hawhawhaw.
Not too long. Certainly not. I really like the image of an entire community wearing waterwings and swim diapers, maybe I read this too quickly but, will the flooding eventually make everyone incontinent as well as waterlogged?
Glad the water stayed away and the sand gave you some sort of social life!
All is well
Love Aunt Sandi
This is fantastic. I totally agree with Tara's question about the swim diapers. I love the idea of water wings, though. Next time you walk by the jail, you should wear stripes and see if they think you're an escaped convict. Anything for entertainment!
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