It has rained and rained and rained. In fact, so much so that I actually used the word "deluge" several times this weekend.
On the way home from picking up Daughter from school I said,"I am starting to feel like I live in Seattle without the good coffee."
Really, it is that bad.
We have puddles that have their own puddles in our yard. And not the kind you want to run and play in. Not that I really do that anymore. It would look a bit odd for a forty-two year old woman to be playing in puddles in her yard. I'm sure the neighbors would start to wonder. (They probably already do.)
But I will tell you that rain is perfect for taking naps and catching up on old episodes of Murder She Wrote. You'd think since I was stuck inside that I would be motivated to clean the house or do laundry, but that would be wrong. I did manage to clean a bathroom and wash a few loads of clothes.
Although, one of those loads was folded and never put away.
Because when J.B. Fletcher is on a case laundry can wait.
The most exciting part of my day was seeing a pelican in the yard. Yes, a pelican. Our yard backs up to a small pond and we are very close to the Gulf of Mexico, so we often see great blue herons, cranes, and other water birds in the pond. We rarely see pelicans, though. So you can imagine my surprise when I looked out the window and saw one swooping over our yard.
Jessie The Dog kept looking outside and at first I thought she was just being odd (which is normal for her.) Once I saw the pelican I realized what she had been staring at all along. I'm not sure why he landed in our yard unless maybe he was diving for large fish in the puddles.
For whatever reason the pelican landed, The Great Pelican Sighting of 2013 was what I decided to blog about today.
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