Weary Week

Neda Agha-Soltani. Ed McMahon. Farrah Fawcett. Michael Jackson. And Kenneth Van Prooyen, Sr. (You don't know the last one, but he's the father of one of my best friends at work.)

All dead.

It's been a weird week. We got back from our Yosemite trip on Sunday morning at 3 a.m. and didn't know about anything that was going on locally until the late news on Sunday night. We didn't realize that we'd come in on the heels of a major rainstorm which had caused major flooding on the western lake shore. We didn't realize until later that our seemingly random choice of one road over another kept us from seeing all the damage (and possibly being stuck in traffic for hours).

There was a box sitting on our front porch when we got home; it was a refurbished DVD player / TV tuner to replace the one which went bad just before we left on our trip. We hooked it up so we could catch the late news, and the first thing we saw, was a field full of cars which were swamped by rising river water. Seems a bunch of people went to this radio station-sponsored party, parked their cars in a big open field, only the big open field happened to be situated next to a bend in the river, and when the river overflowed its banks, it bypassed the bend and essentially encircled and then flooded the field. And authorities would not allow the owners access to the field in order to recover their personal property.

The cars are still sitting there, nearly a week later, while authorities try to figure out how to get them out.

The weather turned hot and humid while we were gone, so we're trying to adjust the ventilation to keep the house normalized. But the pipes just weren't designed for that, so it isn't working quite right. The upper story is still too hot, and the basement is still too cold.

The kids are starting their summer schedule, which we set up at our weekly family meeting on Sunday night, but it's been difficult to switch over. I've had to be at work early every day to cover for another Software Lead who is on vacation, so I'm not available to get everyone up and going. Guess we'll have to review our alarm clock User Manuals.

I haven't had time to go through all the trip pictures yet in order to post them.

The dogwood is floating all over the place outside, and all the other plants are going crazy, so the allergies are on full-blast.

It's almost Friday.

I can't wait.