The clothes are hung up and now we have: *drumroll* Thunder Storms!!!
Since I spent eight months in SD as a new bride, I learned to hate thunder storms. The few we had in Vegas were exciting because they brought that lucious smell of rain with them. I felt almost the same way in Hurricane, but the storms were very infrequent in both places. Here, it’s a weekly thing, often days in a row. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it.
Anyway, on with the day.
It’s a nice morning here, and I’m spending it trying to get the boys to take ownership of their various gym shorts, so they’ll stop fighting about them. Oh, what fun!