Oh I love a rainy night! Makes me smile!
It's fall! And it's raining! And I've got the windows up and my pjs on and tomorrow off. I really ... can't think of anything that would make this better. I love the rain so so so much. But especially when I can stay at home and enjoy it. And there's a 70 percent chance of rain tomorrow as well. I thought I wasn't going to appreciate this holiday so much because Tuesday was a weird day to have off, and I have three stories and a press kit section to write before the next busy period starts on Friday. But this is heaven and I am not going to spoil it by thinking about work.
So. Here is what I aim to do with my night: Write a little. Read a lot. Order pizza. Maybe watch some Veronica Mars or Pushing Daisies if it stops raining and I can do it without missing out on the sound of the rain.
Mmm. Have I mentioned that I love rainy nights? (Although, even better are rainy mornings when you can wake up and and just lay in bed and listen to the sound of the rain.)
(Also, because I said a while back that I would, here are some photos from the Grand Canyon. I don't have the lense to do it properly, and I was only there for an hour between work stuff. But. Wow. I feel ridiculous saying it was amazing, because that hardly does it justice. The older sense of awesome would work better. Where 'some' means a considerable degree of. A considerable degree of awe.)
