Be careful what you wish for! All during this long, dry winter, I've been saying how badly we need rain. I should have been a little more specific. We did not need rain in Florida on the day of the Daytona 500 race. NASCAR fans waited in the stands and in front of televisions across America from nine to five before the race was officially called and rescheduled for today. A lot of DVRs are going to get a workout today as people go back to their jobs. A race is a race, but somehow it's not the same (for me) when it's recorded. I got so depressed, I had to make comfort food for dinner. Oatmeal-raisin cookies may not include the four food groups, but they certainly lifted my spirits.
Awoke to dripping skies here this morning, and that's a good thing. Hopefully, the rain will cool the girls' tempers. Yesterday was a case of "change partners and dance." This time it was Sheila and Inga going at it while I was milking the others. They were doing bank shots off the barn walls and it sounded like cannons. Talk about PMS!
Of course, I should have brought more wood up to the porch, but there wasn't a cloud in the sky yesterday. In addition to being a flirt, Nature enjoys playing tricks. I just wish she was a fan of NASCAR, too.