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The smell of rain is in the air, and I'm pretty sure I just heard the slight rumblings of thunder. My 4.5 month pup Mango has never experienced a full-fledged thunderstorm with us yet, so I hope that she's not too frightened if that happens.

It's great weather to sit near the deck door listening to the rain, write my music review and apply for jobs. Though I am feeling sort of productive today. I cleaned up the kitchen and plan on making salad and jambalaya (one of my favorites!) in a little while.

(You can see how worried Pickles and Mango are about the storm)

Let's talk a little about personal hygiene shall we? I was at the gym the other day at the pool. Along the sides of the pool there are lounge chairs in which people lie around on. I thought it was kind of funny at first, as it's an indoor pool, but I guess it could be kind of relaxing. Anyway, there was a guy on a lounge chair shaving his face with a Bic razor. What? I could've sworn that wasn't allowed, but I thought, as long as he isn't near me, that's fine. So I go into the steam room and he was in there. I don't know if he apparated or what. In there he was shaving, and rinsing himself by pouring a bottle of water over his head, rubbing some kind of cream on his body, and picking whatever is on his feet and letting it fall to the floor. PLEASE save that for the comfort of your own home, or at least the Men's locker room. I don't want to go into the steam room and sit on some other person's body hair that has been shaved off. My dad says he shaves in the sauna. Maybe I could understand if it was a razor that caught the hair as it was falling off....

So the same day, I'm driving home and one of the worst things concerning courtesy on the road happens. I need to get over into the left lane so I can turn for home. Well, there's an opening so I take it. Not saying it's the largest space between me and the person behind, but certainly not accident-causing cutting off. Well the lady behind is VERY angry
and beeps her horn at me. I'm trying to be more calm on the road, so I ignore it and go on my way. Well, she follows me after my left turn. I turn right, she follows. My cul-de-sac is coming up so I put on my left turn signal. Angry driver puts on her left turn signal. Is she following me home to yell at me!? I actually got a little concerned she was. Well she pulls into the parking space across from my house. She's my neighbor. Great.

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Cait said…
This post made me laugh out loud :D very entertaining

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