Laugh at the weather gods

Ok, so last weekend I took the top off my jeep. I know what this means.

Ok, so last weekend I took the top off my jeep.

I know what this means. Every time I take it off early, in April, the rains come back soon as the top’s off.

Every. Damned. Time.

I did it anyway.

So then today I added a scoff; I rode my bike and talked about how nice a day it was. So of course, it’s about to rain and me without my foul-weather riding gear.

Remind me next year, ok? Top on until may.

5 thoughts on “Laugh at the weather gods”

  1. I think your weather came north and for that I am grateful because it enabled me to lounge around in the sun and the breeze in a tank top and short skirt while I perused the lovely skantily clad Seattleites (some of whom were wearing kilts).

    I am sufficiently libidinous that I may get some work done this evening.

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