I was surfing the bloggosphere and visited one of my favorite places, Mrs. B. Roth. I suggested along with a couple of other bloggers that she was in much need of A Day Off. However, it's not so easy with children to do that. You can't just dump them on the side of the road (although you might feel like that sometimes).
So, I told her she should take the kids outside to play in the rain. Not many people do this anymore. Always afraid of getting sick or "catching a chill." After I suggested it, I felt as though I couldn't tell her to do something and not take part in it myself. I went out.
It was beautiful. Not too cold. I had forgotten how much I loved running in the rain. If you are on a not so busy street, you can hear the birds enjoying their public bathing while gossiping to each other. (the good stuff always comes out in the rain) The new fresh air is invigorating. Wonderful.
Here is a picture of one of the streets I ran down. The pretty blossoms in the rain.
Me. All soaked and extremely happy. (I wanted to throw a tantrum this morning, but I am better now.)