Rain, Rain, Go Away

It is so funny how my taste in weather has changed over the past 4 years of living up in the Foothills. Pre-2005, I would get all in a tizzy if there was even a slight chance of rain. And, if rain actually did begin to fall out of a cloudy sky, I would mope and shut myself up in my room, waiting for my friend the sun to reappear. Now, 4 years later (wow, time flies), I am aglow if the muggy Foothills turn chilly and dreary. Today, as I walked out of my apartment to pouring skies, I felt so grateful for the wet weather. For the first time in my 21 years of life, I am not saying "rain, rain, go away", but rather secretly hoping that the drops will stick around for awhile.