I wake up this morning, stick my head outside – hey, it’s quite nice!

So I go and wake up spaceship husband, and we decide that today would be a fun day to go hiking and get po’boys from the seafood shack as a picnic lunch. In between the time it takes us to get dressed and showered, the sky clouds over and it starts to pour.


So we opt to do stuff together inside, but plan to go for lunch at the seafood shack anyway. And when it gets to be lunch time? Yep. The skies open up again, thunder and lightning, power flickers, the whole bit.

It would appear that I am supposed to stay inside today.

Murphy’s Law