gone awry

So, it's rained twice here at the house since April.

Twice.

And those two times have been in the last two weeks. A week apart from each other.

Now, the rest of Houston has gotten a bit more. I've prayed for rain over my brown grass and dying flowerbeds, all the while watching those dark clouds roll on by us and into town.

Not a drop here.

So, planning an outdoor party for my brother and his bride-to-be for tonight would be a safe bet, right?

Wrong.

Oh,

so

very

wrong.

Only one thing left to do.

Ahhhh. That's better!