Weren't you supposed to warn us before the flood came? Man, God's gonna be mad at you.

So yeah. Rain. I swear that we have gotten more rain in the last two weeks than we have all summer, and I'm not exaggerating. It's so wet in our back yard that, when I walk across it, I leave foot prints. The grass is turning brown because it's drowning. My onions are under two inches of water. Oh yeah, and our basement is starting to look like a swamp (thankfully there's a drain down there just for that reason, unlike a couple of our neighbors). I'm sick and tired of this rain, and I really wish it would go where it's needed. Surely there's a drought somewhere that it could be spilling itself over instead of here.

I got an email last night from someone having a get-together. They said that the main road to their house is flooded, so you'll have to take the back way.

So as you can guess, I'm ready for some hot dry weather. Bring on the dog days of summer! Before I strangle someone out of sheer frustration!