"The old man is snoring, who bumped his head and fell out of bed and couldn't get up in the morning!"
When I was a little girl my Grandpa Bruce used to grab us up in his arms and dash outside in the rain singing this tune dancing around making us giggle so hard our tummies would hurt.
Aaron left this morning for training in Maryland. Today the sky turned gray, the storm clouds gathered round and soon we had a down pour on our hands. I am mesmerized by the sound of rain on the roof and thunder echoing off the mountains. I like this kind of weather. Even though Aaron doesn't travel often and he's only gone a week I hate him not being home! So, I'm enjoying the weather even more because it fit my mood...dreary.
We'll have a good time I just need to snap out of it and get my two hands busy. Then I wont be bothered so much.




