When it Rains it Pours

I was well on my way to going to the State Fair for my segment on KFAN Outdoors, when a nasty storm showed up. We already had a pretty hefty storm in the Twin Cities this morning so the sewers were not prepared for this downpour. Here's an intersection behind our building:

This intersection is infamous for flash flooding, which we learned the first year we were here and discovered our little Dodge Shadow flooded after a night of rain. Ah, we were so young then, we laughed our butts off when water flushed out of the tail pipe when we started the car...little did we know about all the problems that accompany a car with water damage--ah, the learning curve during that first year of marriage. We now avoid this intersection like the plague for parking. It doesn't flood every year, but it's always a distinct possibility.

I ended up doing the segment at over the phone and then made some Quesadillas. Cinnamon hopped in my lap:

"I don't know if I approve of that, let me taste it to be sure."

Don't worry all you veterinary types that read the blog, I did not give my rabbit a beef and cheese filled bite. She ended up getting a fresh strawberry instead.