As it turned out, we didn’t go to the Pride Parade, but chose instead to help my son out with the kids and jobs up on the hill.  He needed it!  It turned into quite an eventful day in itself.

On top of yet another power outage, his septic system had finally given out and back-flooded the basement (where the kids’ bedrooms and bathrooms are located).  So instead of getting essential work done, or spending time with the kids, he’s been mopping and vacuuming up a flood disaster for days.  We helped him evacuate everyone and their things upstairs, and E helped with other plumbing/electrical repairs.  I spent lots of quality time with the kids, so Avdi could get some work done.

Finally Avdi got a guy to come out and address the septic issue.  It took some time for both of them to locate and dig down to the tank and pump it out.  Here’s Avdi getting down and dirty with the septic guy in the jungle, while we watched from the safety of the deck.  No one can say my son doesn’t get hands on!  I felt bad for him, but the job got done.  It sucked–literally!

Later, D&V made their famous homemade pizzas.  Then, after a long day, we headed home.  I was glad the rain held off a little for the parade, but I’d say our Pride was at least as exciting and worthwhile, if a little more wet.