We have been counting down about ten days of rain here in New England. The high temperature has been in the fifties and the lows in the low forties. Now, this rain has not been light sprinkling, spring rain...
No, its been a deluge of torrential rain. The type that feels as if buckets of rain are pouring all around you. Now, don't get me wrong,...I do love the green of the blossoms budding, and the spring flowers coming from the earth, but when you are so busy fumbling with your umbrella, or wading through the huge ponds in the parking lot, you don't seem to notice the beauty around you. Of course, I complain very verbally about it and my young son, Aydan, chastises me and says, "But, Mom, Heavenly Father made the rain so the plants can grow and the flowers can grow and the earth needs it. You can't get mad about that!"
Cheeky child... It's so easy to say when you are pint sized and EVERY puddle that you splash in becomes an adventure...
Then there are the leaking possiblities that happen in one's residence....
Aydan's room has such a ceiling. It only leaks if there are more than three days of rain. Of course, the landlord has sworn every time that it is fixed, but after returning home last week......very late, (we had our benefit for The Cannon Theatre Project----great fun!) we found Aydan's bed soaking wet, and brand new leaks and drips that weren't there before!
.....So we pull out every large bowl that we own (and we own alot, as we have every variety of "popcorn bowl" imaginable) and try to maneuver them strategically under the various drips. Ahhh, the sound of rain.......hitting each various bowl in a symphony of sound.
Now, the other dilemma that I face is the shortage of proper footwear or "wellies" as the Brits like to call them. Everyone knows that a diva must have her footwear match her outfit at all costs, and I only have two pairs of "wellies".
Black and hot pink. Therefore, I have to come up with outfits that have at least a splash of one of these colors. (notice the play on words...)
Its difficult to go back to wearing black again, as I have devotedly worn it for the entire last 9 months, so that leaves me with hot pink. So here I go, for the last ten days, (with only one day of sun, barely peeking through) going where no man or woman has gone before.....wearing my pink "wellies" every day. To make matters worse, I only have two rain coats...you guessed it, black and hot pink.... So, when I arrived at a flea market last week, after my husband and kids had already gone in, and began to pay for my admission, the lady at the counter said, "No, you don't have to pay...your husband already paid for you....he told us to look for 'the lady in pink'."
Do you think that perhaps Stacy and Clinton would have suggested the black raincoat with the pink boots and not gone all out doing pink on pink?
Well, I can tell you that come fall when the rain boots are on sale, I am going to be purchasing at least two new pairs! I'm thinking maybe of something with a bold print or a plaid.....maybe in a purple or red?
The "lady in red" sounds so much more dashing and chic....
