Rain

I used to hate it when it rained and thunder used to scare me when I was little. But now...I LOVE it. I love the way it smells when it rains. The sound of thunder is a beautiful sound of nature. Maybe I love it so much more now because in the summer in SWFL it is too stinking hot not to welcome a good soak from Mother Nature. When I look outside though I feel like it should be cold. Like I should have to put on a coat when I go outside. It's really disappointing when the realization that is is 100% humidity and 95 degrees outside. Andy and I were looking at real estate in North Carolina (just for fun mind you) and I think that was a bad idea. Don't get me wrong...I love living here because this is where I grew up and this is where my family is. But if I could transplant the WHOLE family to a place where we could enjoy the seasons...I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Now Poe...Poe feels much differently than I do. Poor Posey. She starts hyperventilating and pacing. Shaking and panting. Too bad Ceasar Milan only takes cases in California. Listen here Poe...I have calm energy about thunder storms so why aren't you reading that about me. Come on Poe. I won't encourage your behavior and I'll just ignore you as you shake and pant and drool all over the place.