Hmmm, thinksnow, drenching wet…MMMMMMmmmmmm…[sub]dammit, I’m a married woman…can’t be thinkin’ about thinksnow, drenching wet…in his expensive Italian suit and shoes…with water dripping form a lock on his forehead…[/sub]
i now believe that simetra is a feline. you have described what i think my cats are thinking when they see me in the tub. cats: “do you know that you are surrounded by water?” “ick, let me help you get these water drops off before something horrible happens.”
i don’t mind getting soaked if it is warm and i’m on my way home. i refrain from wearing white on the days that rain is predicted. although after this thread i may change my mind.
fallen angel, i’ll keep your post in mind if barry comes up the coast. have you thought about moving somewhere like fl where they have afternoon downpours?
I’ve thought about it, RC, but the rarity of heavy downpours in Phoenix increases their allure. I’d hate for something like that to become commonplace.
You wouldn’t be the first. 
In all honesty, with the hair I have, I look very much like a poor wet bedraggled kitty cat whenever I get out of the shower.
Nice fantasy Fallen Angel, but personally, it makes me shudder and get sick to my stomach… all that water… ugh.
mmmm…storm sex…
(In a pinch a nice indoor shower will do, but there is nothing like loving Mother Nature…)
Or her daughter.
I danced the Macarena once.
I was at field hockey camp in 7th grade, and for a warm-up they decided to have us dance.
Picture, if you will, several hundred girls in sports bras, white t-shirts, and athletic shorts [sub]and big sticks[/sub] dancing around.
Then picture a sudden rainstorm that drenched us all. Completely. Utterly.
Never has athlete’s foot been so worth it.
We’ve had 17 mm of rain in the past 24 hours-- and it’s still raining. That’s half the month’s worth already!
But that’s what I get for living in a rainforest.
A couple of weeks back I got caught in a Torrential Downpour, just in the 100’ from my car to the office door. Since I’m drenched about 2sec after exiting my car, I casually stroll in whilst others sit in their cars to wait it out. Soaked through and through, to be sure, but at least I got some sympathy from the cute security guard in the lobby “You poor thing, you’re soaked!” 
I love the lazy stroll through the rain…
In college, I once walked a friend home in the rain. We jumped in puddles the whole way. It was fun in that stupid “I can’t believe how fun this is” way.
I’ve been wearing surplus raincoats since '87, wish I could find another Navy-issue one. Lent mine out and never got it back. 
What’s so special about a Navy-issue raincoat? There’s openings at the top of the pockets so the wearer can access their pants pockets! Only problem with wearing a surplus raincoat is that I’m sometimes mistaken for a cop.
It reminds me that I’m on a week long vacation, that will have one nice day. I’m so drenched that I don’t care where I go with the ATV. I know that nobody is going to see me strip out side my tent, before going in. It’s accompanied by high winds, tornados, and severe lightening, with trees uprooting all around you. Over two miles of old growth trees downed every twenty feet blocking the trail to camp. Three days later, the news still lists six people missing.
What i like about drenching storms is that they make my house cooler in the summer.