My plan for the weekend was a cloudy, dry morning so we could weed the hell out of gardens, then a pleasantly grey, rainy afternoon and the same tomorrow. Sounds nice, no?
What I GOT was a flooded basement (despite the sump pump pumping its little ass off), a leaking roof and a river rushing through our front yard and down our alley. Rather mesmerizing and beautiful so not ALL bad I guess.
But damn. It just doesn't stop.
And on a sadder note:
RIP Tommy Ramone.
Fucking bile duct cancer....same as Judi.