. . . rain.
I saw national headlines today about heavy flooding in the midwest and specifically in our homeland of Ohio. It was funny to come home and read about it because we had a rainy adventure ourselves this afternoon. It was raining pretty hard when school ended . . . so hard that I didn't even want to go get the car, which was about 15 steps away. Robin and I waited for the rain to slow down, but it never did. I finally got sick of waiting and ran to the car. By the time I got there, I was soaked. I picked up Robin, and we left. As we headed out of the school, we began to realize just how much it had been raining. Many of the streets had become rivers. They were flooded, and the water was flowing pretty hard. There were a few times where I seriously thought our little Toyota would stall out and then be carried away by the current. As we got closer to home, the roads got better. Fortunately, we live in a pretty high area. In fact, the name of our section of town is called La Asuncion, which in Spanish means pretty high area.
So anyway, its interesting to think that we are experiencing some of the same things as our friends and family back home. Its kinda like Fievel when he was separated from his family. (And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same cloudy skies.)
The only difference is that you call it heavy rain or flooding, and we call it Wednesday.