I woke up with a touch of jet lag on Monday (that darn Spring forward!). Adding to my crankiness, the clear skies and sunshine of the weekend had given way to rain. The benefit of the rain is that it helps melt away the snow; the drawback is the back yard resembles a mud pit. I groused as I dressed in jeans, again, for work. I miss my pretty clothes! I complained to Neal, but I don't have time between the last morning romp and my departure for school to change, and I don't want my Uggs getting muddy, and my slip-on shoes (nicknamed my sh*t shoes as I don't mind if I step in a bit of poo with them on) will slip right off in the mud.
I stopped at T.J. Maxx on my way home and solved my problem with a pair of plastic rain boots. I'd hoped for bright yellow, but I'm pleased with black and red. My stockinged legs stay protected, and these babies were made for mud.
I'm singing in the rain, baby. Just singing in the rain.
It doesn't hurt that the new KnittySpin is out today, with one of the prettiest bits of lace I've seen. What has you singing, even in the rain?