Rain On Me

This is emblematic of how my life goes . . .

This evening it was decided that we would have hamburgers and hot dogs. I fired up the grill and put the meat on while Gert got the rest of the meal going on the stove. I came in to get something. By the time I returned to the grill to make the first flip, it was a torrential downpour. Of course, the family wanted cheese so that was another trip out. Seriously, buckets of rain were dumped on me. By the time I brought the food in, I was so wet, I had to change before I could eat.

As bad as all that was, the kicker is that by the time we were finished our meal, the sun was out bright and shiny. One would have thought it a beautiful spring day.

Typical . . .

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