here it doesn't just rain, it pours. it's a pretty regular occurrence here in the afternoons. like, it happens almost every day in the afternoon, for most of the year.

i point out that it's started raining, she turns around and goes "what?!?! i didn't know it was supposed to rain today!"

that was the funny part. the sad part was knowing that if she had just let me go, or had at least hurried her butt up i could have made it to my car before the rain started. then i wouldn't be sitting here now drenched up to my hips, wishing i had a spare pair of pants. i have spare shoes, socks, shirts, even bras and underwears stashed in various places, between my purse, my car, and my desk. but no spare pants. darnit. :(