Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Rain

I usually like the rain. That is, I like usually the rain if I am at home in my pjs sipping cocoa. Monday I did not like the rain. I walked out to leave for work at 6:30am and our whole parking lot was flooded. I mean giant rushing river flooded. I hiked up my pants and did my best to tip toe through the puddles, but when I got to my parking spot I realized the worst of it was right in front of my car. Since I had already made it this far, I knew there was no turning back. So I took three giant leaps and made it to the other side. Unfortunately, somewhere along the way, my shoes decided not to come with me. I saw my little black flats floating down the river and realized my little black socks with candy canes on them were all I had left. I had no choice, but to dive into the river and get my shoes. So soaking wet, I threw my things in my car, cranked up the heater and headed to work. Luckily the defroster did a good job of drying my socks during my commute. Today, when I got home, I was not looking forward to the battle with the flood again. To my surprise, Brandon was waiting in my parking spot for me. He had come to rescue me from the storm and CARRIED me all the way up to our apartment! What more could a girl ask for?

8 comments:

Gramsie said...

Who needs an Edward when you have a Brandon! Miss you both!

mhhigbees said...

I agree with mom. That was very cool Brandon!

Heidi said...

oh my gosh... thats insane! at least its not ice on the roads that you are driving in... I would much rather deal with rain!
Good thing you have a great husband!

Emily said...

Trying running to the grocery store with pouring down rain and two kids. I was trying to keep the baby covered by a blanket while trying to keep my 3 year old from jumping in every imaginable rain puddle. Oh the memories....

museumeg said...

Yeah for Brandon! What a hero!

Jessica Martiele said...

That story was fabulously funny, and the mental image of you in work attire diving after your shoes, not to mention the one of your candy cane socks lying on the dashboard drying while you drive barefoot, will have me laughing all day...but then you got to the ending, and let me tell you, Brandon made MY day, too. That is perhaps the awesome-est (is that a word?), most romantic thing I've heard about in...well, forever. He da man. Shoop-shoop, and all that. Thanks for sharing!

James, Natllely and Riley said...

AWWWW! hooray for Brandon. What a romantic :)

Elise Norwood said...

Must be nice. Jason would maybe chuck some rain boots across the parking lot and hope that they made it to my car, and if not, oh well (I'm talking pregnant or not). Ha ha ha! That's my Jason though--gotta love him.
Funny funny story. . . and the socks--ha ha. Cute. Nice job Brandon. Way to score some points with your wife.