There's A Hole In The Road, Dear Liza...

It was our son who first spotted the water bubbling up through our adjoining street Thanksgiving Day morning.

"Did you know there's water coming up through the road at the end of the street?"

We, of course, did not know. So we walked down to take a look at it.

Couple of problems living on a dead-end road. If something happens at the only entrance/exit to your street and you can't get your car out of the dead-end, you're trapped, either trapped inside, or trapped outside. I was worried about that. I also worried that, since it was most likely culinary water leaking, they'd shut off the water on our street--and on Thanksgiving, mind you. Then, of course, there's the fear that a leak under a road on a hill can cause a sink hole.

Our next-door neighbor walked by and we chatted about the road. "You know, they're not going to send anyone out until tomorrow," he said. "They probably won't come out on Thanksgiving."

He was right.

The good news, none of my fears come true. The road didn't wash out and create a sink hole, they didn't turn off our water, and we were not trapped either from going in or going out.

And this morning we woke to the sounds of a backhoe smashing into the pavement and a crew was there to fix the problem.

It was a post-Thanksgiving Day miracle!

Okay, not so much...