They say that bad things come in threes. I can only hope that's true. If it is, I'm done. It can only go up from here. If it turns out that bad things come in fours, well....I'd rather not think about it.
The absolute last thing on my mind right now is writing. Instead, here is a song that has been on repeat both on my iPod, and in my heart.
It may not be your typical, perfect 4th of July BBQ weather but we're certainly not complaining. The rain is much needed and much appreciated. Besides, running and splashing in the rain is just as fun as a package of sparklers.