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Jan. 10th, 2005 01:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishPouring outside. The third straight day of rain here, in a series of weeks of consecutive storms. Earlier, the boys and I went for a short walk when it was a bit lighter. John had bought another umbrella so there was one for each of us; they liked holding their own.
The Compuserve main page is telling me "Chance of storms." *Snorts*
Friday I had to leave work to pick up the kids from school because it was raining horizontally, and John thought the three of them would get soaked to the skin trying to walk. I stopped and picked up the golf brolly where he'd left it on the front porch and headed over to the school a couple of blocks away, parked, and, in the process of walking to Gareth's classroom, remembered why I don't use umbrellas all that much. The wind was constantly wrestling me for it, and after collecting both the boys and walking back the car, blew it completely inside out and tried to yank it out of my hands and across the street. Luckily I kept my grip on it, and it was undamaged.
In college, I never bothered with one; despite going to Humboldt State in Arcata, where it rains nearly as much as in Seattle, I took long walks in it in cheap LL Bean knock off boots, a wool sweater and a windbreaker, and a fedora to keep the water out of my eyes. I usually have to carry something anyway, and don't have enough hands for umbrellas.
After getting Angus and Gareth home, John sent me to get happy meals for them, and then I drove back to work. I drove along PCH, surprised it was still open, and was treated to several rainbows on the way back.
It's now way too late and it's still raining.
The Compuserve main page is telling me "Chance of storms." *Snorts*
Friday I had to leave work to pick up the kids from school because it was raining horizontally, and John thought the three of them would get soaked to the skin trying to walk. I stopped and picked up the golf brolly where he'd left it on the front porch and headed over to the school a couple of blocks away, parked, and, in the process of walking to Gareth's classroom, remembered why I don't use umbrellas all that much. The wind was constantly wrestling me for it, and after collecting both the boys and walking back the car, blew it completely inside out and tried to yank it out of my hands and across the street. Luckily I kept my grip on it, and it was undamaged.
In college, I never bothered with one; despite going to Humboldt State in Arcata, where it rains nearly as much as in Seattle, I took long walks in it in cheap LL Bean knock off boots, a wool sweater and a windbreaker, and a fedora to keep the water out of my eyes. I usually have to carry something anyway, and don't have enough hands for umbrellas.
After getting Angus and Gareth home, John sent me to get happy meals for them, and then I drove back to work. I drove along PCH, surprised it was still open, and was treated to several rainbows on the way back.
It's now way too late and it's still raining.
