And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down

Yesterday, I thought I'd name this post "One more difference in Virginia" and then go on about how everyone around here is completely freaked out about Tropical Storm Hanna. They postponed the Friday night football game. ((P.S. That is another difference ... these people do NOT take high school sports very seriously. Or maybe Indiana is a little over the top?)

But that was before today at 2 pm when we found that the basement was flooding.

We used every towel, blanket and comforter in the house to build dams to corral the water. We used the carpet cleaning machine to suck up the water (one gallon at a time). We used Zorbeez, soak and wring, soak and wring. We used the children till they collapsed. I finally went to Home Depot and bought a wet/dry vac. By 6:30, we had given up. The rain had stopped but the water was still seeping in. We built more dams around the two remaining puddles and I finally showered. Okay, the kids didn't find every towel - there was still one in my bathroom.

I haven't moved from the couch. I'm not sure I can. I certainly don't want to know if any of our dams burst.

Ah, and that title is a Winnie the Pooh song, if you don't know it. It came to me in the shower. And this VeggieTales one, slightly modified...

I thank God for this day
For the sun in the sky (finally)
For my Zorbeez and my wet vac
And my basement that is dry.

Except its not. Yet.