Rain.

This month of June is God's way of letting me know why I never want to live in Seattle. It has rained every day, and that streak continues into the weekend. Field Day is cancelled (OK, I am not that bummed). Tomorrow I have a run with my sisters that will be in the rain and Sunday I guard at a triathlon and like last weekend it will be in the rain. My grass is now 10 feet tall and my garden is a jungle, but I can't get out there to take care of it because it is raining... My kids keep asking "When is it going to be summer?" My neighbor's pool is 62 degrees... COLD. I have no good answer, but it better stop soon. please?