Fifty years ago today, Ted and I were married. Tomorrow, we’ll get started on the next fifty years.
Month: June 2019
I had some shopping to do in downtown St. Charles today, so I checked out the riverfront. This is our (gasp!) third dry day this week, so the rivers have gone down a little bit. (We had two dry days, then rain, then a dry day today and one more coming tomorrow. After that, the forecast predicts rain for six consecutive days.)
What a rainy spring we’re having! At the end of March, the TV weathercaster told us that the St. Louis area was already a full month ahead on rainfall for the year—and it hasn’t stopped. At this time, most river levels in Missouri are at their second-highest—second only to the record flooding we experienced in 1993. Levees are failing because they are so water-logged from standing water. St. Peters was under two tornado warnings two days apart just before we left for Zaque’s graduation in Colorado. Thankfully (for us), the tornado that hit Jefferson City the night before our trip dissipated six miles west of us.
As Ted and I drove through Kansas, Nebraska, and Iowa on our way to and from Colorado, we saw standing water everywhere. Kansas has many new wetlands, and that was nothing, compared to Nebraska and Iowa, which can nearly qualify as large lakes! I-29 was under water from Council Bluffs, IA to St. Joseph, MO, so we had to take two-lane roads west of the Missouri River to get home. As we crossed the river at St. Joseph, we received a “tornado emergency” warning on our cell phones because a tornado was sighted west of Kansas City, heading for St. Joseph.
The day after we got home, we had another severe thunderstorm warning in our area. When it passed, we went out to do some errands, and saw this tree across the road about two miles from our house.
Make it stop! We want to have at least two dry days in a row so we can clean and seal our concrete, but we’re still waiting.
Guess where we went today.
That’s right, we went to the bike store—again. My bike doesn’t like to downshift, but it does like to slip the chain off the gears. Ted’s bike downshifts most of the time, but not always, so we went back to the bike store for a diagnosis. We must have ridden our bikes a lot more than we remember because Ted’s derailleur needed adjusting, and mine was worn out and needed to be replaced.
As we waited for the bike guy to test ride our bikes to check out the problems, we looked around and saw the unicycle stools above, some model bicycles, and the perfect bikes for (very) young riders.