Every summer we head across the country to Georgia. Atlanta specifically. Always a good time, we look forward to it every year. We spent our July 4th weekend frollicking amongst the Georgia peaches. And when I say "peaches", I mean homos. It was Gay Pride Weekend!
We stayed with Kim and Pam. My fictional step-parents. Two people I'll always be bonded to (whether they like it or not). They had the dubious task of entertaining us for 3 days. Pam's peanut butter pie was unbelievable. I had 4 pieces. Only 4 because we ran out of pie. Georgi (Kim and Pam's dog) was immensely entertaining. Between the pie, Georgi and Kim educating me about tennis (did you see the match between Federer and Nadal?!) I would have been content never leaving their house.
This was our 6th summer in Atlanta. The previous 4 years it rained. This year was the second time we've gotten drenched.
The first year the rain soaked us it was fun. Our friends left us in Piedmont park to watch one of our favorite singers perform (Melissa Ferrick). It was almost dark. There were people everywhere. Fifteen minutes before showtime, the wind picked up and the rain started falling. Manda and I started running around Piedmont park looking for shelter. By the time we found shelter it was too late. Loving the rain, I started jumping in puddles and singing songs at the top of my lungs. Manda joined me. Seriously, this is one of my favorite memories.
This year thunder and lightening wanted to play with the rain. Lightening is okay. A little flashy and wild, but doable. I just wish thunder would find other friends. And this wasn't skinny, shy thunder. This was big, bully, weight lifter thunder. The kind you can feel in your chest and makes the ground shake with fear. ::shudder:: We thought we were prepared for the rain. The ponchos proved futile. This was serious rain. The upside? We made new friends. Rain brings people together. Clay and Rob will always have a special place in our hearts for letting us into their home, giving us dry clothes and letting us whine. :o)
Atlanta was great. Seeing old friends and making new ones made it memorable. Already looking forward to next year.
Peace Out.
:o)