Singing In the Rain

Sometime last week, the sun shined brightly, but the evenings yield a thick mist. I called it a coastal fog to sound fancy, but JD reminded me we live 10 miles from the beach. Not so coastal, he tells me. LET A GIRL DREAM, OKAY?! If I keep on saying things like coastal fog and coastal climate models, perhaps I'll wake up one day and reaaaaally experience it. Geesh.

When that time comes, Polo will be fully prepared because I bought him a yellow rain slicker. I don't think he's a fan, but when it comes to dog fashion, beauty is pain.

Happy Wednesday!