Wordless Wednesday my tush.
Momma, daddy, nonna, everybody. Listen up. This is important. I got on your level just to get your attention.
I HATE hate hate hate hate the rain.
Call who ever you have to call and stop this rain stuff. Seriously. I hate the wet, the mud, the mold and the itchies. Why can't you call somebody and turn the stoooooopid rain off?
Tomorrow is the fourth of July. At this rate no picnic will be possible because who wants to picnic in the muck?
Now please, call someone, do something, TURN IT OFF!
Why do I have to think of everything?