Rain, Rain

Anybody besides me tired of the rain? It doesn't help that my yard is one big dirt pile, so everytime Louie ventures outside he brings a fresh trail of RED MUD into the house. I think the broom is becoming permanately attached to my hand. Ok, so you all know me better than that, but I have had to sweep. :)

But the whole rain/mud got me to thinking. Do you have any "playing in the rain" memories from childhood? I remember once it had rained and rained and I was at the Columbus Riding Club. They turned us kids loose. We played in the mud until all you could see were our eyes. I mean we were rolling in the mud, running and playing, pushing each other down. If I remember correctly I was hosed off before I was even allowed to ride home in the back of the truck (back in the day when you could still ride in the back of trucks). It is one of those memories I will never forget and gets better (and probably more exaggerated) with time.

Kinda makes me want to go out and roll in some mud holes with Louie.

~Lane