Rain is not a friend
On Saturday morning I got up early, made my lunch,
grabbed the dog and went to the garage and hooked up the boat to the truck.
Then while coming out of the garage I saw that rain is pouring down; it is a torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is
blowing 50 mph.
I returned to the garage, came back into the house and
turned the TV to the weather channel. I find it's going to be bad weather all day long, so I put the boat back in the garage, quietly undressed and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a
different anticipation, and so I whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?......."
Nasty Weather
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