Yes, I can be guilty of silently cursing the rain when it is inconvenient... I usually bite my tongue soon thereafter...
We need a break in this high pressure dome... before it gets really bad...
And now I’m hearing Sam Kinison screaming (because that was his schtick, “This is SAAAAAAAND. This is a DESERT. Nothing GROWS here. Nothing’s GONNA grow here.”
I know, SA is not in the West Texas desert, but it’s close.