Ok - story time. I left the apartment to pick John up from law school. Time: 5pm. We were headed to a Christmas party - so I was of course carrying a tray of ghetto fabulous brownies. I looked outside and saw that it was raining...and raining HARD! I got to my car parked on the street, only to find it submerged in about 2 feet of water! Somehow I managed to get the brownies in the car safely and I climbed into the drivers seat by way of the back seat. After driving through a small ocean, I made it to Tulane where John had to wade in mid-calf deep water to get to the car. With both of us in the car, we tried to get on St. Charles to go to the party, but the water was so deep that it started seeping into the car. That's right - PUDDLES on the floor of my civic!! We tried a side street, but only got caught in even deeper water. Finally we made it to slightly higher ground and parked on a median along with a bunch of other cars to wait out the storm. While there - a man dressed in a yellow chicken suit walked around to all the cars waving a sign for "Wing Zone" (a restaurant 20 yards away) They obviously grabbed hold of the advertising opporunity. But even their clever enticements were no match for our budget minded brains. John still had his lunch with him in his lunch box. (Yes - my grown man husband has a lunch box that I pack daily) We rationed it between the two of us and waited. And waited and waited and waited. FINALLY we found our way home via the highway. Time: 7:45pm. Once in our parking garage we got rag towels and tried to sop up the bottom of the civic while listening to Christmas music. Needless to say - we never made it to the party. Ba humbug! lol Christmas in New Orleans sure is different! But anyone want some leftover brownies? I only have a couple dozen or so! haha