Bailout '09

So, there I was, blissfully going about my morning routine. I had just removed a beautiful Quiche Lorraine from the oven when...

I decided to take a little peek at the basement. We had very heavy rains all night long and our basement is not known for its water tightness....

OH, DEAR!

I jolt Sweet Hubby from a dead sleep~

"She's taking on water Captain! Man the shop vac, throw down the old towels and newspapers. ALL HANDS ON DECK!!!"...

"What's that? What do you mean you have to go to work?"...

" Well, yes, I realize that one of us has to be the bread winner. And of course I am deeply grateful to be kept in Internet service and quiche fixings."...

"Oh, I am very certain that this is why people buy new houses and not leaky old dilapidated shacks." "But, remember why we bought this place?"...

"That's right, the cute little blonde in the living room waiting for me to give him a ride to school."

"I think we might be a bit late this morning."

"OK, are you leaving right now?"...

"Thanks for packing his bags and brushing over his hair. Will you make sure he is eating his quiche?"...

"Thanks, I love you, have a great day."...

"I know, don't worry, I'll be alright."

So far I have slurped up about 18 gallons of water.

With another one and a quarter inches of rain expected to fall before morning, could someone kindly toss me a life preserver and put on a pot of strong coffee? It looks like it's gonna be a long night. Oh, and that back ache medicine, what's it called? Yes, that's the one. I could really use some of that. Oh, you are such a doll! Thanks.

I'll post the recipe for the Quiche Lorraine tomorrow.

Lord willing and the creek don't rise... any higher. ~Rhonda