Dear Rain

11 Mar

I don’t mean to complain.

But really? After months of not showing up, you come for Spring Break when the kids and all three dogs are now trapped in the house?

You don’t call, you don’t write, I can’t get in touch with you when the grass is dying, and then “WHAM!” Last time,  you brought hail and trapped me in the car.

This relationship is just not working out for me. I talk to friends in other areas, you don’t act this way. You come around with regularity. Sure, sometimes you’re a little icy, but they can depend on you.  I need consistency.

Not this business of 9 inches for three nights and then you don’t show up for months. I ain’t no Hollaback girl, rain.

I’m tired of the fireworks and drama. I just need a good, steady soaking.

Thanks for understanding.

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7 Responses to “Dear Rain”

  1. RJ Flamingo March 11, 2009 at 12:13 pm #

    I’m witcha. Problem is, the damn grass WON’T die. See, folks in other places put weed killer on what we call grass, here. It takes over everything you plant to subjugate it. Grrr.

    I’m afraid what will happen when we do get some. Hurricane? Monsoon? Floods? The wrath of God?

  2. Peabody March 11, 2009 at 8:31 pm #

    Wow . . . 9 inches? 🙂

  3. ingrid March 12, 2009 at 9:39 am #

    Dumb question I know but I can’t ask my two 12 yrs…..what’s a hollaback girl? LOL. (I know Gwen Stefani has the song)
    ~ingrid

  4. Elle March 12, 2009 at 1:03 pm #

    Wow, 9 inches for three nights? hmmm…
    😉

  5. lettergirl March 12, 2009 at 3:52 pm #

    Ingrid, my friends at urbandictionary.com define “Hollaback Girl” as a young woman who is willing to be treated like a doormat or booty call, LOL.

  6. Leah March 13, 2009 at 10:17 am #

    there’s a lot to be said for a good steady soaking 😉

  7. Tracy K March 19, 2009 at 1:08 pm #

    Heh. I’m glad I’m not the only perv in the land. 🙂

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