You couldn't, with any inkling of certainty, plan anything outdoors. The thong-wrapped, shower cap crowned boogie man was always right behind you, crying on your shoulder, and you couldn't outrun him. So as not to be sexist, the boogie man in a shower cap can be interchanged with meteorologist Nindy Day, reigning terror in her granny's 'modesty' bathing suit. Imagine that.
This summer is shaping up to be 'one of those' summers.
The moral of the story:
1) don't summer in New Brunswick.
The rebuttal to the moral:
1a) what 'summer' in New Brunswick?
We've had some nice summer days so far, to be fair, but there's always the threat of fun-ruining rain. Almost every morning starts off bleak and grey. Sunsets? Forget about it. Every day ends grey too. It's just plain weird....very unsettling. The stock market has been wonky and interest rates are on the rise. These are trying times. Thank goodness the Super Store avocados have been superlative lately.
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