That was the phrase a local used to describe last week's storm. This week's storm could be described in the same way. Wet, heavy snow. Lots of slop. Way late in the season. We don't need it. When is this going to end?

The house is warm. All is well. But my schedule has been disrupted by the weather, as has the schedule and regular routines of so many people, I suspect.

Last weekend, the Grand Forks Home and Garden Show was canceled. I was to man a booth and give a seminar. The Clay County Master Gardeners Garden Day was canceled. I was to give a talk.

This week, two community education classes I was to give were canceled. So was an entertainment gig at the Villa in Crookston this morning. And an eye appointment this afternoon.

Hundreds of German police track a mystery killer for two years only to find that she doesn't exist.

A good summary of some flood heroics. And some more.

A great video from CNN.

Went in to see Aunt Olla at the Fertile Hilton today. She was busy in the bathroom, so I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, I looked in and Olla was curling her hair.

Turns out, the state inspectors are at the Hilton. Olla will possibly be interviewed sometime in the next three days--they won't tell you when--so she wants to be ready. She had her hair done this morning, but she wanted to touch it up just in case the inspector came this afternoon.

Here is the best batch of Fargo flood pictures I have seen.

Got this from a reader:

My niece from Nashville e-mailed that she had seen a woman in Fargo being inverviewed on FOX T.V. The Lady was standing between her house and her sandbag dike, and the water appeared to be nearly to the top of the sandbags. She said "We are cautiously optimistic, and for a Norwegian that is near delirious!"

I know for a fact that cautious optimism can get you kicked out of the Sons of Norway.