GO AWAY.

Mr. Rain, please go away. Come again ….never! The sun has made an appearance for 7 ½ minutes since, I don’t know, like October of 2007?! I’m having a breakdown. We’re suicidal here in New York. I’m just sayin’.

The Marimekko “I Feel Your Pain” umbrella. Okay, it’s not called that, but work with me here.

A big bingo prize for Marimekko again. The “This Is the Only Place Where We’ll See Flowers That Are Not Waterlogged” umbrella. Yes, I’m cranky, so shoot me.

Then, there’s the “I’m Trying to Be Somewhat Pulled Together in the Blowing Wind and the Driving Rain Even Though My Hair Looks like Crap and I Feel like a Drowned Rat.” number.

And finally, but only because I have more work to do on the Ark and I must be going, there’s the Marimekko “Singin’ in the Rain Because What Else Are You Gonna Do?” umbrella.

Besides scream, of course. But so far, that hasn’t done any good. Maybe a new ’brella will. Hope springs eternal.

xxooxxo,
BobbiePen.