We did, however, take Jana out for a fabulous Mexican feast for her birthday so, all was not lost.
The boys’ baseball game was lost, however, by many, many runs for which I also blame the rain because, in case you haven’t sensed a theme in my posts of late; I am sick of the rain and must therefore blame it for any and every slightly crummy thing in the world.
Poverty? Blame the rain.
Extra pound showed up on the scale this week? Rain.
Swine Flu? Yep, rain.
Feel free to add your own list of woes to the list, I guarantee rain will be to blame.