For all my complaints about the weather lately
(and is it just me or do I seem to be constantly blogging on the state of the elementals outside? I feel pretty sad for having no other inspiring topics to put out into blog-dom.)
I do love rain.
And it is raining.
Some days, I just want to start collecting umbrellas.
And not the modern ones, but the old-fashioned, curved-cane-handled, pointy-top kind.
I love any excuse to put on my galoshes- they make me happy.
(Mine are actually blue)
Can't wait for the rain to pause so that I can go out and do some puddle-jumping.
Right after I drive (yes, drive!) to the library and back.
After all, good literature to ponder, peruse, and muse over whilst enjoying the rain's drippy sounds is a must.
As well as a pot or two of tea.
In other news, I have to go to the doctor again on Wednesday.
I hate the doctor.
I dislike doctors in general.
Oh, my doctor is a nice lady and all- I've nothing against her personally
It's just that I do detest the way that they
and otherwise inspect you.
It's very unnerving and uncomfortable
And it feels like, every time I go in, I hear nothing but more bad news and corrections.
It's time for that trip to the library!
Leave comments and tell me all about your Easter!