...I was going to say as dry as the vaginas around our community pool but decided that was in poor taste. I should only talk about my own vagina and not presume to comment on the condition of someone else's vagina. I'll just say we've been as dry as my vagina. Thank ya jezzuz for lady part moisturizers. Anyway, we really need rain. I don't think it's inches of rain we're behind on now, I think the weather people are now measuring our deficit in feet. Every day rain will come within a few miles of us and veer away. Yesterday the rain was practically knocking on our east door. So close Isabella had the vapors and demanded her Xanax.
But no rain for us yesterday. This is as close as it came.
Today's radar looked much as it has for days. Approaching rain splitting apart just before reaching us. Again, close enough for Isabella to take to the wall and begin to drool until she got her Xanax, but no rain for us.
Finally this afternoon the skies darkened and when I went out to look I saw this to the..
We were surrounded by storms, surely we'd get some rain from this mess. And when I went inside Bella was back at her wall doing some serious shaking- time for another dose of Xanax. Within an hour, the sky opened up and dumped some serious rain. Didn't rain that long, but I'm sure the rain barrel got filled. We'll take what we can get. After the storm passed, Isabella ate a huge supper and crashed to catch up on all the sleep she lost today. Instead of napping most of the day as she usually does, she was frantically holding up the wall and praying the sky wouldn't fall in on her. Must be exhausting. Bless her heart...