Oh. My. Goodness.
Jul. 14th, 2008 02:34 pmSooooo
We, in fact, did go to see Wall-E yesterday afternoon. The Boy slept through the trailers (snores and all), but woke up for the movie. Very happy we went. Came out of the theatre into the tail-end of a massive rain storm.
Ran a couple of errands. As we were coming home on the very wet roads, we were on 19 (which for the uninitiated, intersects with our road). I saw flashing red lights on the road by our house. Make that RIGHT-IN-FRONT-OF-OUR-HOUSE! The FIRE TRUCK kind of lights. Then I saw said lights moving away. Sigh of great relief.
As we were coming up 18 (the road our house is on) I saw one of our near neighbors walking up his driveway with a chainsaw in this hands. And then I saw our yard. OMG!
There is a maple tree right by the corner of our house (for those here this weekend, the corner The Boy had hoped "to save" that ended up as demolished as the rest of that half of the porch). Well, there was a maple tree. It is now half a maple tree-split vertically. It fell. Across our yard, across the road, and onto the cornfield on the other side (yup, it was that tall). The neighbor (who has a wood stove) and the fire people cut up the part in the road. He took some. We went back, told him he could have the bits in the yard as well (yuh. bits. 20 inches in diameter and about 20 feet long). It's a miracle it happened Sunday, not Saturday.
( The New Yorker Editorial Staff are Morons )
We, in fact, did go to see Wall-E yesterday afternoon. The Boy slept through the trailers (snores and all), but woke up for the movie. Very happy we went. Came out of the theatre into the tail-end of a massive rain storm.
Ran a couple of errands. As we were coming home on the very wet roads, we were on 19 (which for the uninitiated, intersects with our road). I saw flashing red lights on the road by our house. Make that RIGHT-IN-FRONT-OF-OUR-HOUSE! The FIRE TRUCK kind of lights. Then I saw said lights moving away. Sigh of great relief.
As we were coming up 18 (the road our house is on) I saw one of our near neighbors walking up his driveway with a chainsaw in this hands. And then I saw our yard. OMG!
There is a maple tree right by the corner of our house (for those here this weekend, the corner The Boy had hoped "to save" that ended up as demolished as the rest of that half of the porch). Well, there was a maple tree. It is now half a maple tree-split vertically. It fell. Across our yard, across the road, and onto the cornfield on the other side (yup, it was that tall). The neighbor (who has a wood stove) and the fire people cut up the part in the road. He took some. We went back, told him he could have the bits in the yard as well (yuh. bits. 20 inches in diameter and about 20 feet long). It's a miracle it happened Sunday, not Saturday.
( The New Yorker Editorial Staff are Morons )