Chris had just escorted me to my car in my all time favorite “umbrella taxi”, and I have just walked home in the pouring rain. I LOVE rain. Irregardless of its ill (might I add misunderstood) association with melancholy, to me rain conjures up the likes of Gene Kelly and Holly Golightly – romantic and joyful enough to dance to. There’s something so soothing about sleeping to the sound of rain…thinking of my favorite things (aside from blue satin sashes and whiskers on kittens), of a warm fire place, cup of hot chocolate, a good book, and cuddles! Life is wonderful indeed.