Yes, it most certainly is. Raining cats and dogs that is. So much so that I'm fairly sure I just saw a golden retriever go by outside my window, sodden paws flailing. Israel is still in the midst of our first really big storm of the season. It's not too cold yet but we're getting rain and wind and thunder and lightning galore and my broken pergola cover is starting to make that horrible flapping about to take flight sound again. (Note to self: call the guy who's been promising to fix it for the past month, again.) It's hard to imagine that just a few days ago everyone was sweating in shorts and now, just like that, summer is gone.
The kids were packed off to school this morning with jackets and umbrellas and the sandals have been banished to the back of the shoe drawer. They (the kids, not the sandals) were even driven to school this morning - by my normally bike-commuting husband. I took one look at the pouring rain and offered him the car, he accepted grudgingly, and then didn't even get wet on the way to work. Now he's aggravated that he left the bike home and sat in traffic and I'm aggravated that I have no car and have to do all the afternoon kid-ferrying, and there's a fair amount of it today, by taxi. Can't win for losing.
On the bright(er) side we really do need the rain - I may gripe but the rest of the country is out there rejoicing, and rightfully so - and since I work from home I don't actually have to go out in it until this afternoon, and best of all I've got a great big hunk of meat in the crockpot slowly turning itself into bbq sandwiches and smelling incredible. Even better than best? I can send my kid downstairs to the bakery to pick up the rolls - he'll be happy to do it and I'll be happy to stay warm and dry.
And now the power is flickering. Great. Just great.
Is it summertime yet?
Speaking of rain, have you seen that Grace over at Sandier Pastures is having a contest to guess when Dubai will receive it's first rains of the season? Be sure to check it out and place your own guess.