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.
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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.
Yes indeed, Freya, libidinous work is good!
I keep my top on till may too.
I did get your comment via email, in case you were curious. Wonder why it didn’t show here.