It was raining all day today, but by the time laurie_robey
and I had gotten home, that was mostly cleared up and in fact it was downright sunny in spots. And, as we both badly need more exercise, we decided to walk up the street to some exactly-a-30-minute-walk-away shops and have dinner. We even checked the weather radar to make sure all was clear, forgetting as we always do that all weather forecasters, even electronic ones, are located on Bizarro-Earth and you should assume the exact opposite of whatever they tell you at all times.
Obviously, this being us, a torrential downpour started at exactly the 15-minute mark. But a lifetime of being us has prepared us for this kind of thing, so we had brought umbrellas. They weren't big enough to keep us thoroughly dry, especially in that tempest, but they were enough to ensure that we were only wet from the elbows and knees down.
Once upon a time, this would have been terribly romantic. And it even might have been this time, if it weren't for the fact that we were both coughing, wheezing, and puffing for the better part of the trip, her because of her sinus infection, and me because of my asthma. On the way back, we stopped and just stood in place for a full five minutes while Laurie had a coughing fit that made the Riccola guys look like amateurs.
Alas! A movie-worthy moment lost to wonky throat and lungs. What a world!