Last Saturday it rained cats and dogs, with my apologies to cats and dogs. We’re talking serious rain, not the light sprinkle that most San Diegans confuse for a downpour. At about 9:00 AM I got Hannah and Hope together to make boats out of Tupperware and we sailed them along the curb. It reminded me of a similar time in my own childhood. We were visiting Grandma Hensley in West Plains, Missouri, and it thunderstormed. My cousin and I improvised boats out of old milk cartoons and set sail. Grandma lived on a steep hill and the boats often went faster than we could run.
Good times …
Dude! Should have brought your boats up to Descanso and played in the snow. Got a foot or so over the weekend.
As to your jury duty, I agree, but “count it all joy.” More fun blogging from a coffee shop than the county courthouse, I’m sure.
Although, a pastor liveblogging a court case does sound very interesting…
Grace and Peace,
Don