There is something to be said about a rainy day. It makes a young man utilize his imagination and discover activities that do not involve getting kissed by rain drops. Truth be known I do not mind the rain, but my parents have been resistant to my puddle explorations. So, when the rain drops fall outside, I grab my favorite gal and head towards my double decker bed. There is nothing better than a little James Brown on the radio and tumbling up and down a pillow mountain. One can even fall all the way to the floor without risking serious injury.
Bring on the rain, I need an excuse to break the trundle bed out.
LTN
