There's something sexy about the rain

It's been raining since early this morning. A nice steady rain. I love it...mostly because I don't have to work in it. I love rain but working outside really makes me mad...like all week when it was pouring on me. Today I get to stay in and enjoy it.
I'm not sure if we'll make it out to see the house this weekend due to the rain today and lots of Father's Day activities tomorrow (possibly horse show in the morning, lunch with Dad & Ken at 12:30, Dinner at mom's for John at 5:30). We do have a meeting at the house on Wednesday @3PM with Trent to take photos of all the plumbing and wiring before they put the drywall up.
Also, I started calorie counting today...bad week for it since I'm doing a lot of baking today...oh well, it's a start.

I guess it's down to the kitchen to make 2 pineapple upside down cakes (1 for Dad, 1 for Chase/me) and a ricotta cake for John. Then house cleaning. Woo-hoo!

There's something sexy about the rain
She said as it came pouring down
It feels like kisses on my skin
She spread her arms and spun around
In a summer island storm
In a field of sugarcane
She taught me how and showed me why

There's something sexy about the rain
And sometimes it rained all night
And everything she did was perfect
And every way we were was right
We loved like there was no tomorrow
Then suddenly tomorrow came
And it was raining at the airport
And kept on raining on the plane

She only loved me for a season
But my heart won't ever be the same
Even now her love's the reason

There's something sexy about the rain
And sometimes when it's pouring down
I feel her kisses on my skin
I spread my arms and spin around
And let that summer island storm
Hit me like a hurricane
It's like she's right here whispering
There's something sexy about the rain

She followed me back to the city
In a picture in my mind
She's still young and she's still pretty
And even after all this time

There's something sexy about the rain
She said as it came pouring down
It feels like kisses on my skin
She spread her arms and spun around
In a summer island storm
In a field, in a field of sugarcane
She taught me how and showed me why
There's something sexy about the rain

She taught me how and she's still why
There's something sexy about the rain
Something sexy about the rain
Feels like kisses on my skin
In a summer island storm
Something sexy

There's Something Sexy About the Rain
-Kenny Chesney