Rain Rain Go Away

Rain Rain Go Away
Jade and Lily want to play
Come again another day.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our yard is mush, more like a bay
Can't you please just stay away?

Rain Rain Go Away
Our moods have turned to yucky grey
We just don't like feeling this way.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our locks have gone all astray
Please send us just one good hair day.

Rain Rain Go Away
Our umbrellas have been out to stay,
but really just want to be put far away.

Rain Rain Go Away
We've got soccer games to play
We want to go and shout Hooray!

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You know it has been raining too much when you open the front door and your 2 year old shouts, "Mama, its NOT raining!"

But then you have to tell her, "Well, that's because it just did" or "Just wait, it is going to in a bit!"

Pretty sure Lily's soccer game will be cancelled tonight...unless we can secure enough kayaks for all the players. That brings the total up to 3 games played and 3 rained out.

Sigh.

Rain, I'm trying to plan an outdoor shower.

Rain. We desperately need it. Lakes are low and we are inches behind any way you try to average it. Blah, blah, blah.

We had a huge storm Monday and another one yesterday. My yard takes forever to dry out and it currently sits with puddles.

I'm not trying to take this blog in a new weather related direction...I'm just here venting because I have another sort of shower on the brain right now. A wedding sort of shower for a precious couple and their precious 40 guests.

We can and will make it work, but it would be oh so nice to be able to use our backyard to spread out a bit. Even if it is just for the 8 children that will be in our presence to be able to run and play. It would make a great gathering place as we torture the couple with all sorts of embarrassing games. Not really. But you get my drift.

The back yard would be much preferred over let's say...the garage. I'm cringing at the thought of buying those scene setter type things from the party store to make our garage a wild west scene for the honey-do shower and bbq.

My husband is cringing at the thought of finding a new home for every stroller (jogging, umbrella, double, single, etc), wagon, bicycle and bicycle accessory that currently hang not only from every square inch of the garage walls, but also from the garage ceiling.

As I type this, the forecast is predicting a 30% chance of rain on Saturday and a 60% chance of severe thunderstorms on Sunday. The event is set for Sunday night...and truth be told I'm not sure our yard would be dried out enough even if we didn't see anymore rain until that moment.

So in the midst of swine flu, a crazy economy, joblessness and drought...whisper a prayer of drying winds or no more rain in order for this little bbq shin dig to be a bit more enjoyable.

Although galoshes and umbrellas might just be a fun theme too.