Rain! Rain! Rain!

O.K., I know San Francisco's winters are about rain, but really. It has now rained 27 out of 33 days and we are expecting this to continue for the next two weeks, yes two more weeks of RAIN! RAIN! RAIN!

Maybe I should revert to my childhood, when I didn't care if it was raining or not. My brother, sister and I used to play in the rain all the time. Now, what I am about to tell you will only support peoples' ideas about living in the country, but we used to take coffee cans (usually the blue Maxwell house cans) and other cans and place them under the water that was running off of our house and barn, yes you heard me, we would collect rain water in cans. Why? I can't go back that far into my psychie to figure out why, but we used to love to do it when we were kids.

During the summer we would go swimming in the lake, even if it was raining. Why not, we were all ready going to get wet!

I never grabbed an umbrella or a rain coat, why bother. It was much more fun dodging the rain running from one place to the other, under a tree or overhang. We would also run around in the field getting soaked from the tall grass and wildflowers. And who can forget about running and jumping in puddles?

Another thing I used to do was to find where water had gathered and create a path for the water to flow by using a stick and making the ditch deeper as I went along. I would make turns and little dams and I would watch the current patterns in the mini-streams I made. I would even play with my Matchbox cars in the dirt pile my dad made for us, in the rain.

Hey, it's better than sitting at home pacing the apartment and trying to figure out what to do next. I've all ready organized my closets and pantry, washed my floors, vacuumed the rugs, cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner as well as all of my baking for the month, filed my photos, alphabetized my books, CD's and DVD's, researched both family histories, called friends and family, trimmed the hair off my face, clipped my toenails and fingernails, completed all three weekly newspapers' crossword puzzles, built a perpetual motion machine, wrote an opera (five acts) and counted 212 shingles in my bathroom... remember, it has been 27 days of rain!

So I'll see you later, my nieghbor Jason just knocked on my door and we're going out to play in the rain, coffee can in hand!

Cheers.