Rainy Days

I still haven't figured out why I like rain only on holidays...
I mean I love rain; I like playing in the rain getting wet and all that. But ask me to enjoy it when I have to go to work? Eeeek! It's still the same old me and still the same old rain.
Something very funny happened yesterday a friend/colleague of mine (VEE) wanted to go out to have lunch, so I went along to give her company. When we got out, we saw that the road was filled with water and I had serious issues about wading through. But we did manage not to get ourselves wet by clinging on to the edges of the walls. Aahh success! atleast that's what I thought; but oh no fate was not so kind. I had to get my feet wet as the next street was filled with water too.

Well both of us managed to get across and got the lunch. All done! Now we had to come back the same way, we did have to wade through again. Here is the best part- I slipped on some mud, for a second I thought I would go face first in the muck; thankfully I regained my balance...phew!
Oh yeah, Vee was quite amused she was laughing all right....hmmphh. She was carrying a bottle of water, so I asked her if I could wash my feet. Guess what? She thought I was talking about the puddle and said ' yeah... go ahead'. When she saw me using the bottle, she was like..' ohhh, you meant the bottle...'. I was amazed ...I mean why would I wash my feet in the puddle and would I be asking permission... when I said this she started laughing again. Yep, that's me the clown!
All I have to say is that I love rain only on holidays!!