May Your Glass Always Be Half Full

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This old gal…

Loves a rainy day…especially an old lady retired rainy day…where you don’t have to get to work…carry the babies into the sitter’s…get drenched…while doing so…have had a few of those recently…here in the hill country of Texas…overcast…the gentle rumble of thunder…the splash of the drops…on the river nearby…

It’s calming…lovely…the air a little cool…but then…there’s…the humidity…my God man…the humidity…it’s dewy…damp…suffocating…suff…o…cating…but not so…for that husband of mine…with humidity…he comes alive…a spring in his step…his colors blooming like that favorite tropical flower of his…

Half-glass-full me…tries to put a positive spin…on this that makes her crabby…this weather is short lived…we head north soon…to summertime…tsk tsk…in Iowa…or maybe…crabby me…needs a trip to HEB…a little snack attack retail therapy…air always cranked…aisles always freezing…and certainly no humidity to be found…in the chocolate section…
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And this husband of mine…will grab his winter coat…and agree…