May 25 2011
The Rainmaker
Well, this is getting to be a bad habit.
I woke up to rain on my sister’s birthday for the second year in a row. As I made coffee and the cats ran around outside, getting wet, spiky fur, I considered the fact that Megan once went to visit Dad in London on her birthday and it turned out to be the rainiest May and June in centuries.
Her ability to have rainy birthdays is only surpassed by her ability to get a taxi in any city at any time. London, Paris, Florence, New York – it doesn’t matter. I envied that talent when I was in the city last week. I was unable to get a cab on Market Street, which is basically San Francisco’s Main Street. I seem to have the opposite talent.
Megan took the day off. She should be arriving home any minute, so she’ll sleep through most of the rainy day. I’m planning to surprise her with birthday burritos and a bottle of wine when I get home from work this evening. Hopefully we can have a birthday barbecue this weekend.
2 Responses to “The Rainmaker”
It seems to be raining everywhere, well not everywhere, we should consider us to be lucky compared to all the tornadoes that has hit your country. I’m sure Megan will be happy with the burritos and wine and here’s hoping for a barbecue weekend, happy birthday Megan.
I’m crossing my fingers that there will be no rain for your BBQ weekend.
Please wish Megan a Very Happy Birthday and many more to come with good health and much happiness.
jx