Funky

Talk about a funky weekend.  Pouring down rain Friday morning before school time.  Rain had pretty much stopped by the time I had to leave to take Del to the bus.  Too bad I didn't realize the roads I have to take flood  that bad...  That really sucked!  Floated my van not a block from the house.  Didn't get very far, did I?    Had to call Donald to come get us.  He thought it was funny.  We didn't  though.  He gave me his truck keys after he got me out of the large "puddle" I was in.  But there were so many roads flooded that I just gave it up and came back to the house.  Del's bus driver called me, but he couldn't come get him since they weren't letting any more buses through the gates due to the flooding.  Called Del's teacher and let her know too.  Donald ended up throwing the belt on my van bringing it home, so he spent the next two hours fixing that.  Needless to say, he wasn't happy.  Even after he got it fixed, I didn't want to try and drive all the way to Del's school.  Too far and there were supposed to be more big storms coming....  Nope.  Just kept my happy self at home.  I didn't even go out the gate until yesterday morning.  Van seems to be doing OK, but I'm going to take it in later and get it checked out and the oil changed, just to be safe.  Ugh.  Some days it doesn't pay to get out of bed.