So today Doug and I were in the office and the kids come in all excited. "Mom, Dad, there's big chunks of ice in the river and logs floating down." Yeah, yeah, okay, whatever. I was putting together my shopping list so I was really busy. And then I walked upstairs and took one look at the river and kind of freaked out myself. You see, it had rained all night and when I woke up the river looked fine. No flooding, yippee. All was well.

Apparently the county workers broke an ice dam up the river.

All of a sudden the river went from "normal winter" to "spring flooding" in a matter of minutes. HUGE, boulder-sized ice chunks and tree-sized logs came floating past. In fact, some are still left on the island out our back door. And then Doug started to panic. (That might have been more exciting than the flash flood) And in a matter of minutes, it was gone (the flooding, not the panic from hubs). We headed down the canyon, saw this and decided to go home instead.

Its too bad the video sucks because its difficult to really appreciate the amount of ice and debris. But it was cool. Doug has since settled down and he might actually get some work done today, too.