rain delay {still + life}

Oh best laid plans. Remember how I was going to tell you what I did last summer? Well, that doesn't start today. No internet all day yesterday has left me behind and scrambling. There were also those storm clouds gathered above. I love going to my river when it rains.

It started pouring in the minutes before I was meant to leave to pick Cal up from school yesterday. I was debating leaving early when my phone buzzed with a Flash Flood Alert. It scared the beagle so much that I had to drag her from the top of the stairs before I left. She was shaking like a leaf. Watching the water bucket from the sky, I did decide to leave early, and turns out, it was a good call.

I've written many times about the flooding our city endures during storms (I've done a quick search for you here.), and each year, it seems the situation gets worse. The storms are bigger, the roads flood faster and deeper, and the water stays higher longer. Cal's school canceled all afternoon activities, and even as we pulled out of the parking lot, I was dreading getting home.

I bypassed the freeways (I could tell they were already backed up) for surface streets. I still think this was a smart choice, even though we drove through standing water most of the way. We'd decided to pick Neel up on the way home (no way our elderly Mini Cooper would cope with this high water), and we had inched our way close to the medical school where he works when Cal said, "whoa."

The intersection in front of us was totally flooded out, two cars stranded with water up to the roof line.

Time to turn around.

I headed a few blocks further into town before trying again, but no. Another intersection blocked, this time by a police officer who was parked in front of more flooded cars. At this point I really wondered how I was going to get to Neel and get us home. We tried one last time and were the last cars to make it through this final intersection, as an officer only let vehicles turn and not go straight. He was setting up flares to block the road as we just made the last green light.

It took an hour and a half to get home, and I was cranky for the rest of the night.

I woke up at 1AM to hear heavy rain falling again, and when I got up at 4:45AM, it was pouring. Our street was flooded, tunnels were flooded, freeways were closed, and I can't for the life of me understand why they didn't delay school. We got Neel into work no problem, but when I took my normal route home, I had to turn around again.

We're meant to get more rain throughout the day, and the beagle won't come out of her crate. Time to tuck in.

speech day {still + life}

Holy breakfast-gate, batman. I gotta say, I wasn't expecting the reaction I got, coming from so many directions, over the fact that I make Callum's breakfast on school days. I had a whole...thing... written out in response, but quite honestly, today there are more important things to talk about.

It's 9th Grade Speech Day! I mentioned this way back in May, and it's finally here. There are two big speeches during a student's career at Cal's school, the 9th Grade Speech and the 12th Grade Speech. It's a huge milestone really, and all the kids anticipate their speech from pretty much the 6th grade on. Cal has been working hard for months. He's had deadlines to meet throughout the summer, he's researched his topic, he interviewed a police detective, and he met with his adviser sever times at our house over the summer to discuss the topic and go over drafts. Since school started, they've met every day to practice. It's seven and a half minutes long and his voice is a strong as his argument.

Since we don't have any family here, we've assembled a posse of friends to come and watch, his own fan club and cheering section, and we'll all be there, lined up in the back row at 8AM. He's volunteered to be first, to kick off the school year, and his dad and I couldn't be prouder. He's actually pretty stellar, this kid.

We'll be taking him out for breakfast afterward.