Puddles

Sept 13, 2006. Yes, some time ago…

Its been raining here for about 2 days. No sun. Just dark grey
clouds. I love this kind of weather. I don’t know why, but I love
it. Its about 80. And raining. No thunder and lightening, just
rain.

And puddles. Lots of big fat juicy ones. You know the kind that Mom
used to kill us for messing with.

So here I am at work, and its raining and I have to go outside and get
a sample. Joy. I get to go out in the rain, my favorite weather.
And I have on my work boots. Big, steeltoed, higher than the ankle,
genuine leather, WATERPROOF, boots. And work jeans. The kind you
don’t fuss about getting dirty. Cuz u know its gonna happen.

Can you see where this is going?

So, out I go. Not many folks here today, not after 7 pm. Just me an
2 or 3 other people. They don’t have to go outside. Cool. No
Witnesses.

Now. Where is that big, fat, juicy, puddle? The one that just has to
be jumped in for the principle of it?

YES!!!

There is just something about jumping into a big messy puddle that is
overwhelmingly joyous. The happiness that bubbles up from deep inside
is undenyable. It can cancel out the worst day. 🙂

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