Jazzi and I got caught in a torrential downpour, a Florida evening spring thunderstorm. It started raining at the farthest point from home. Two blocks later (we were now hurrying home) all downpour let loose. We walked and ran several blocks in this cool pelting rain, it was a gift and made me laugh. I'm hoping the rain water clears up Jazzi's bad skin on her belly. I had to carry her some, belly up, in the rain. Thunder is not her thing. A few years ago Jazz and I got caught in a horrible thunderstorm. Tons of lightening, and I was actually a little worried. This time, not so bad. I have a story of getting caught in the worst storm ever with DTD and her best friend at Weeki Wachi. For another time . . .

Five cars went by me and not one offered a ride. Hmph!

Okay, another cleaning frenzy today and there is more to do, always, but I'm ready for bed, a headache descended, unfortunately. This is what 6 weeks of housework crammed into two days will do for you. Still need to go finish cleaning the bathroom exhaust fan. You take the glass globe down because it's a bug grave yard, then you see all the accumulated dust in the fixture. Something must be done. Not to mention both lightbulbs were done. This is the downstair's bathroom, the one MIL uses.

KEM is done