The Prelude

It's been said that a "Rainy Day" is somewhat of a "Bad Day" and that Bad Days require you to sit inside your darkest room, mope and eat your 1 gallon reserve of ice cream. It's not that I disagree with that analogy entirely (trust me if it’s chocolate I’ll help you out and eat it beside you) but I do feel that after you've eaten much more than you can indulge and past your tenth retake on the days events that you do what any silly and partially insane person would do - Laugh! Laugh like you’ve never laughed before. Giggle until it feels like an entire day has passed and people are starting to stare. That hearty belly laugh that only best friends do with their “bestest” of friends when they have that sisterhood sleepover on the couch and they haven’t seen each other in too long and their sharing that special moment, in their funniest voice and all you can do is sigh….and then laugh all over again.

It's been in those darkest, rainy moments that I've managed to pick myself up off the bathroom floor, dig my funny bone out of the closet hamper and let it all hang out for the world to see.

The following moments are raindrops of stupidity that require a broad imagination and the ability to let loose and laugh, with no resolve but a full fledged snort-and-giggle go at it. With the hopes that you let yourself learn to not dread those black clouds but linger in the aftermath with a smile on your face and a listening ear to hear how you conquered the dreaded wet day of despair and survived.

These are my “raindrops”, my writings of ridiculous embarrassment in the silliest of backdrops. Do tread lightly and Don't take it seriously but live in my upside down world through the next few words of silliness and head shaking hail damage moments.

Bring on the rain, I've got a new umbrella and I'm not afraid to use it!