It’s raining. It’s pouring. But unlike the nursery rhyme, the old man ain’t snoring, because he can’t bloody sleep for all of the ravaging and high-pitched wind squeals running around the house.
It was a great day, to stay indoors, yes. That was plainly obvious. You could rug up, put on the heater (first time this year I might add) and just chill on the couch, watch TV shows, play with Lego, you know, all that jazz…
OR… you could stick a right royal middle finger up to the horrible weather, and say “you won’t keep me down!”
Yes, yes that’s what we did today. We braved the weather with beanies and jackets, and headed on down to meet up with baby girl’s 3rd cousin (yes 3rd, it’s a big family) to the place where I did my first review as part of the local blogger’s group I had then joined… The Hungry Peacock.
Or should I say The Busy Peacock. They ‘busied’ themselves for 45 minutes, going OCD on these swinging bowling bags that could hit pins, balls that sloped down a track, pushing a sequined fabric first in the grain… then against the grain, and also some arts and crafts activities, alongside many many more activities.
(The highly entertaining ‘swinging bags’)
We rushed to the adjoining cafe through the rain, for some snacks after the fact, and the girls played about some more.
And what I was almost, almost, most grateful for? We received our food and coffee…
just as the lights went out in the entire café. From the wild storm. I actually didn’t care. I had my coffee. I was good.
To do nothing on a rainy day is so satisfying, hell knows I have done it a hundred times. But to do something, and get out and about, have fun, and still be undercover, even as the lights go out?
There is a certain satisfaction in that. 😉