I like to go for a good walk after my Saturday swims with my friend Bre. That's my mom drying my butt.
Anyways, it's been pretty much raining the past week and today it was raining again. But my mom didn't have time to pack up my stuff, so she left it to my dad to do all that and guess what? Yup, he brings everything else except my raincoat. So my dad being the big whiz with innovation and stuff, decides to make do with a wind-breaker that he'd been wearing and viola, a raincoat of sorts. It doesn't work very well but I guess it's the thought that counts. My dad says it's interesting how water always finds the most sensitive places to make wet so that you're the most uncomfortable you can be.
This is not going to get me into GQ dad.
There's water running down my leg.
My fluffiness is gone.
I think my butt's wet again. Actually everything is wet again.
Oh, thinking of drier days gone by.
What's the weather like at your house?