We wished the snow would stop and we got our wish. We are in the middle of a full-blown monsoon. It is 53 degrees. Lost Beaver Lake is back and up to 20 inches of rain are predicted by the time the Express blows out of town tomorrow afternoon. All the mountain passes are closed because the rain is bringing down avalanches, and almost every river in Western Washington is at or near flood stage. I was supposed to go the vet today but I got out of it until Friday, that's the only good thing.
We do not dare to wish for anything now, because we will certainly get it.
Just to be clear, we want nothing, we wish for nothing.
Ooommmmm.
