It must be time to build an ark and gather the animals two by two. Or wait, I think we're too late once the rain has started to come. It has been insane in California this week. At final count, according to our backyard rain gauge, there was a little above 6 inches of rain. In a week. In California. That's a lot. Most Californians don't know what to do in the rain. Its comical. At work, on Thursday, we had what can only be described as a small lake out front. Our entertainment for the day was watching patients arrive and try to figure out how to not step in the puddle (hint: it was next to impossible). I was waiting for someone to slide down the hood of their car. It didn't happen, at least not while I was there.
The rain started on Saturday and went through the week. I saw the last of the showers last night around 11 or 12. That's 6 days of rain. And I'm okay with that. I could actually stand for it to rain another week or so. Some of the winds were pretty intense too. Usually about 45-50 mph. One night, the news said someone reported a gust at 86 mph!! Thats a little crazy, especially for California. The wind actually got the best of us. And we ended up with a tree in our backyard:
I also caught the flu this week. It wasn't really a bad week to get sick thought. And, thankfully, it wasn't too bad. I slept for like two days though. Cabin fever got the best of me. So on Wednesday night, Melissa and I went down to the beach. It was crazy 20-25ft waves. We went into a parking lot right on the beach. In 10 minutes it was flooded. I couldn't see in front of me driving home. But, in my defense it wasn't raining at all when we left the house.