The best way to deal with an early Saturday morning thunderstorm is to pour a second cup of coffee, add a generous helping of Irish cream, and let the lightning and thunder rage on outside.
I need to take a shower, and I should be doing chores, but the rain is telling me to wait.
One should always listen to the rain. Unless, that is, the rain is telling you to strip naked and run through the neighborhood playing a ukulele. I won’t make THAT mistake again.
Albert Arthur Allen’s “Nude with Ukelele”
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Think of the poor ukulele
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Hahaha!
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I like your attitude!
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Thanks! It doesn’t do much to cover my derrière, but hey!
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Oh I think I would like to visit you on rainy days x
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Ha! You’re always welcome! Just don’t forget your ukelele.
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I can bring my mandolin x
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Even better!
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You will have to sing though… x
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No problem.
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I wish mother nature would make up her mind. One day it’s hot and sunny… and the next we’re back to cold and rainy again.
Re: ukulele. I will if you will. But you first.
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It’s the same here! And, Ha!!!
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