Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Im only happy when it rains

I have to tell you that i am one of those people that loves the rain! i remember when i was at my friend beths house a billion years ago- like 10 maybe when it was raining so hard we went outside and danced in the rain! great memory!
i love the smell of rain the beauty of rain and i love my uggs and my sweaters in the rain!
i took this picture this morning of the rain falling from a leaf- not very good but it was great to be outside for 5 seconds and enjoy the rain!
today is a perfect day in the tri-cities for me!
happy rainy day to all!

oh and happy voting!

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4 comments:

gramma terri said...

That's because you're a Seattle baby honey! Love Mom

November 4, 2008 at 10:32 AM
Beth said...
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November 4, 2008 at 11:01 AM
Beth said...

We are so totally hot. And I can't seem to remember dancing in the rain. I am sure it happened, but I have a TERRIBLE memory. I WISH I could remember that one. We were, no scratch that, we ARE so cool.

November 4, 2008 at 11:03 AM
Jenni said...

I here you on that! They are my forced down days...read a good book and have some tea!

November 4, 2008 at 3:35 PM

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When it rains.....it pores:)

So here I am visiting the great town of wenatchee- great friends good family and two children! A two year old and a 6 week old. Never have I traveled this far ( 2 1/2 hours) by myself with them and the trip there- fantastic!! Well on the way home I was stopped by a road crew blowing up rocks- 20 minute delay- okay, so we wait the twenty minutes. We pass the flagger and of course it has been 2 hours since I fed the newborn so its time to eat she screams- we make it to the rest stop and POW its closed, so we pull over! Then in the middle of feeding my two year old yells POTTY MOMMY, POTTY MOMMY- great- I say. So I give her the option to go outside- NO WAY so I say " lets put on your sisters diaper and just this one time you can go in a diaper" NO WAY aaaaaaaaaaaa- what do I do...well, there is a fruit stand up the road! So we hop in the car, get to the fruit stand and I plead my case- YES they say, you can use the toilet!!!
okay, I think we are good to go...but of course we get behind three truckers!!!
So long story short our 2 1/2 hour trip ends up taking us almost four and we make it home to a loving husband and father and a batch of peanut butter cookies from the neighbor!
I guess there is always a rainbow at the end of a rainstorm- HUH?