We're having a bit of weather around here today. This nor'easter is far worse than T.S. Hanna Huff-n-Puff (And I know, I promised more pictures from the ocean that day, but then Ike hit and it just didn't seem like the right thing to do...you know posting pictures of our baby storm, but I will post them. Promise.), and the turbulent weather is matching my turbulent mood.

It poured all day, the wind blowing sheets of rain across our soccer field at school and flooding the Breezeway. The rain had stopped when Callum and I were leaving, and I thought we were good to go. Of course the commute that ensued was quite probably the worst of my life. Thirty miles an hour with the hazards flashing for most of the freeway trip, and it took us twice as long as usual to get home.

We just managed to scoot into the driveway. The flooding starts just past our neighbor's house and promises to get higher with high tide coming up soon.

In fact, I need to scoot back out for a bit. Our recycling bin seems to be floating away.