Surfing in Dallas

On our way home to Dallas Sunday afternoon, we ran into a wee bit of a storm. The rain has its benefits and a couple of not-so-good effects.

In the not-so-good column: we just discovered after making it home that our (sorry excuse for a) garage is flooded with about two inches of water. Wouldn’t be a problem since we don’t normally park in our garage, except that all our Christmas decorations, my old washer & dryer, and one of my most prized posessions from my bachelor days — my pappasan chair — was being stored there. The Christmas decor should be okay, along with the washer and dryer, but I don’t think the pappasan will make it. Such a shame, because I was really looking forward to the pappasan making its re-appearance in our new man room.

Meanwhile, my sister-in-law Marcy’s streets are flooded near downtown Dallas, and she just saw one of her friendly neighbors trying to surf down her street.