So... We woke up Monday morning and had icebergs in the yard. Strange. The night before the wind came up real strong and when that happens sometimes the tide comes in real high. Around midnight, Steph woke up and thought someone was trying to break in. In reality it was just huge chunks of ice beating our porch silly. I guess town was all under water. I cannot say though because I was sleeping. Like a baby. Anyway, it stunk really bad. Like salt, fish and honey bucket. Yum!