We thought we made it through the polar vortex with just some chilly colds. Harris was going to cook up some steak and spinach and instead, when checking out at Whole Foods, I see I've missed some texts and calls from Harris. He spent the evening crawling to the location of the burst pipe, capping said pipe, and being wet, muddy, and cold. But now we have running water *inside* the pipes instead of in the yard, driveway, and crawlspace.