It's raining...

In my house.

It's also raining in my Gramma's house.

Wilma came thru here last year. We are in line for a new roof. I think we will finally get it during the middle of Hurricane season.

Gramma is in the middle of her roof being fixed. But since the permit guys haven't come by to sign off on the work (its been a month) she only has wood covering her prized possessions.

My leak is controllable. Its pouring into my daughter's bedroom. A well placed bucket and towel will do the trick.

Gramma is not so lucky.

It's supposed to rain again today. Hard! Like yesterday - three feet - hail and lightning.

The news finds the worse devastation and shows the airport with torn metal roof and the cars in the parking lot smashed by debris. This is not going to be good.

Streets are flooded and my boss got out of his neighborhood by raft to his car parked down the road.

This happens in Florida. During the summer about 3 o clock we get downpours. Serious rain. But then it is supposed to go away until the next day.

I miss the rain when its gone - but hate it when its here.

Rain - rain go away..come again some other day.