It is wild down here in the South today. Y'all just wouldn't believe in a million years how much it has rained! For a week now it has rained hard every day. One suburban town got 10 inches in the last 24 hours! It's really true!
Now here's the funny part....or not so funny part. This is our week to go to the beach. Yes, we are on our way to the beach with the same weather forecast going on there. Just thinking of all the fun we will be having cooped up in our condo! Not! You save for a whole year and then you have....rainy days at the beach.
Go look a couple posts back and you will see my current child, Buddy. He is the only furry child we have and we spoil him. But we did leave him at home this trip. We have unfurry children too who are grown up and one of them is coming out to our house to dog sit. He will get a vacation at the same time so it's a win-win.
We are on the road. Phone rings. "Dad, the Interstate is closed. How do I get to the house?" "Closed?", my husband asks. "Yep. It's flooded!" "Okay let's think about a detour." And they devised route after route, each one ending in another phone call and another flooded out roadblock. Here we are in South GA by now, our furry beloved is home alone, and no one can get to him for all the rain and flooded out bridges and roads!
The phone calls kept coming. Buddy did get rescued. Our fearless son found a way although the bridge he crossed was barely over the rising water. Schools closed early because of rain! Never heard that before. No school tomorrow either.
Hey, we are going to the beach come hell or high water. Well high water is here. I have my bathing suit, suncreen, sunglasses, and visor. Hubby has his golf clubs. That's all we need. We are still going to the beach. We have reservations! We can't cancel. We're going. I'll let you know what it's like there. Pray for sunshine in the Deep South!