Countdown to PA: Day Two--Storms

I'm not going to lie.


It's going to be hot. 


It's going to be humid.


You're going to think, "Why.....why do people live here?"


That's what I think every Summer.  People choose to live in this. 


I don't get it either. 


It won't be so bad for me, because, sadly, I'm use to it.


But, you won't have time to get use to it, so its probably going to be miserable.






However, hot days are necessary if you are going to have my favorite part of Summers here.

Storms.


They happen very rarely in Seattle, which is ironic, isn't it?  I mean, aren't we known for our rain? Uh huh, maybe we should rethink that. 


The storms come without warning, even though we know we can count on them after a blistering day.  One minute, the air is still and sticky, and then it starts swirling and these ominous grey clouds come rolling in.  We rush inside, even though I prefer chasing them a little bit by staying outside in the swirly air.


Then, it starts pouring.  The type of rain that I had never ever seen before.  One year, I made the mistake of running from my car to a building in the rain.  By the time I took the 15 seconds to make that run, my scrubs were soaked.  I had to spend 15 minutes in the laundry room in my underwear and bra while I waited on the dryer.  So, I've learned.

But, that isn't the point. 

The point is, its quite a sight.  The outside is storming, but the inside is hushed.  I wrote a lot about the rain last Summer because it slowed things down.  And cooled things down. 

They don't last long.  We can resume any party that it may interrupt. 

I really hope we have a storm this weekend. The way the air changes, the size of the rain drops, the crashing thunder and bright lightening--it is quite a sight to see.