...and did we ever need it!  We've had almost none over the last month, but today, it has rained almost continually.

And of course, I forgot to get the laundry off the line yesterday.  (What's worse, I didn't even hang it yesterday; it's Tuesday's laundry.  I really need to write myself notes or something.)  Those shirts are very well rinsed by now.

There is something about a rainy day that makes me want to just cancel "schoolwork" and everything else and just sit in front of the window with a cup of coffee and a good book, listening to the rain pelt the glass as the children and I lose ourselves in a sea of words and pages...  Alas, it was not to be, as I felt like we needed to accomplish more than just reading today.  I'm not sure whether that makes me a good mom or a bad mom; perhaps both.  At any rate, we did "do school", but the rain and ensuing cool breezes wafting through the open sliders did lend an air of relaxation to our day.  And, I made tomato soup and grilled cheese for lunch.  At least I could do that.

So, while I enjoyed the rainy day, I didn't get to enjoy it curled up in my comfy chair with a cup of coffee and a crossword puzzle or a book.  (Coffee, yes.  But math books and dining room chairs don't count.)  However, now* I am doing the next-best thing.  No, wait-- the next best thing would be drinking coffee while playing backgammon in front of the window while the rain pelts the glass...  And the next best thing would be...  OK, so it's down the list a few.  Anyway, I am now finally getting to relax and enjoy the rainy day, even though I am technically still on the job.  That would be the part of my job called "chauffeur".   Because, you see, I am relaxing with a cup of coffee and my computer at a little table in the library--  not "my" library, but the one close to Spaz' football practice.  Which, unfortunately, does not seem to have any tables near windows or even in view of them.  But I have coffee and I'm chillin', so I guess I'll settle for two out of three.

Tuesday, by the way, was officially the hottest day of the summer here.  Tuesday, as in Two Days Ago.  As in, the hottest day of the whole stinking summer was in September.  When I dropped Spaz off at football practice that day, my van temp said it was 94 degrees, and that was at 5:30 in the afternoon.  (I know, I know, my southern friends-- 94 is a cold spell where you live.)  When I get Spaz from practice tonight, I will have to ask him whether he prefers practicing in 94-degree heat or 63-degree pouring rain.  I've a feeling it will be the latter.

There would be no question about it for Fuzz.  She loves rain, almost as much as she loves snow.  She loves to play in it, stand in it, walk in it...  (So does Cheez, for that matter.)  In fact, Fuzz was heard in our house just yesterday singing, "Sun, sun, go away, Don't come back another day.  I! Want! Rain!"  Not because the parched and thirsty land was crying out for it, because children of the nine-year-old persuasion don't think that way.  She just likes rain.

So do I.  Especially when it comes with coffee and an excuse to relax.  And if it rains all day tomorrow, I'm going to be really tempted to make it a reading day for all of us.  We'll see.

*Note:  I am taking some literary license with the word "now".  It was "now"  at the time I began head-blogging this post.  But currently, literally, right "now" I am not at the library anymore.  I was good and did other stuff on my computer at the library.  "Now", as I finish writing this, I am actually at home at my dining room table.  And it is no longer Thursday evening, but rather 12:47 am Friday.  (Because I forgot to make sure the coffee was decaf.)  But it is still raining...  or was a few paragraphs ago. 

Oh.  And Spaz said, Definitely in the rain.  Toldja.