Anyone who knows me knows that I like rainy days. Nay, LOVE rainy days. They energize me in ways that only bonus paychecks and ice cream sundaes can. Everything is shiny, clean, and fresh-smelling. It makes me wear goofy grins and stare out the window for minutes at a time.

In college, I would wear a warm jacket on rainy days... and flip-flops and shorts. People thought I was crazy. They'd ask me why flip-flops and shorts? I said, "So I don't get my socks and pants wet walking to class." See, I was practical. "Aren't you cold?" they'd ask. I'd reply, "Nah, I've got a jacket on."

Apparently I was pretty warm-blooded back then. I'm not so much anymore, but I still love a good storm.

Today is a rainy day. See this grin? Yeah, it's goofy. And life is good.