Dear Mother Nature,

I understand that we are still in drought. I also understand that rain is nature's spin cycle and it's good for the plants and the tress and the grass and all the dirty cars. But, come on, for the second Friday in a row you've had it dump on us. It hasn't rained on a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday in forever. But the past two Friday's, rain. Not just a sprinkle here and there, but all out, drenching, soaking rain.



Now, you know I've always enjoyed the rain. I like to play in it, I'm never concerned about getting my hair (clothes, whatever) wet, and I believe that a rain coat and galoshes are the most perfect outfit, but it's Friday. It's sort of a buzz kill to have beautiful weather all week, the kind of weather that makes you want to play hooky from work, and then have it be dark, cold, and rainy on Friday. Hell, today doesn't even feel like fall, it feels like winter. In Atlanta I know we go from summer to winter and winter to summer, but earlier this week the highs were in the 60s. Today the high is 42. What is that all about?



So, in conclusion, Mother Nature, it's hard to go out and celebrate the wonderfulness that is Friday when it's dark and rainy.



But, you're the boss.



Lots of Love,

Melissa



P.S. Why not a rainy Monday? The Carpenters wrote a song about Rainy Days and Monday's and it seems most people have already come to terms with that. I'm just sayin'.