Day after my birthday. Am now 38 years old. Was very grumpy yesterday and a little harsh on my oldest son. I'll write more about that another time.

Right now I am in my 3rd floor office and it is pouring rain outside. Thunder and lightning too. Fun. My son just went off to camp at Fernbrook Farm where they are outside all day exploring the farm, playing in the stream, hiking through the fields, caring for the farm animals and the like. All outside and it is raining cats and dogs.

Being out in the rain, in the warm summer and getting soaked should be fun. I recall as a kid having a great time getting soaked in summer showers. The realization that I could get wet and the world would not end, was exhilarating. It almost felt like I was being rebellious and disobedient to my Mom and society. "come in out of the rain", "cancelled due to rain" are messages that come up over and over in childhood. It was fun to realize that I could not only survive being soaked to the bone but it was actually fun.