Going for Gold

If I manage two more posts in June I will have beaten my personal record for posts in a calendar month. I can do that.  I should be in bed right now but I've made it to the extreme tired phase and in said state willing to write something. It rained like Scotland today only it was warm at the same time so that is definitely different. It reminded me of one time that we were walking through town to get home after a late movie - a bunch of kids from the ward - and we got caught in this terrific rainstorm. I remember giving away my coat and sweater to people who had worn less clothing than me. I ended up unsuccessfully shielding myself from the downpour with the scarf I was wearing. We tried to hide in store fronts, under trees and pretty much under any overhang but were largely unsuccessful on account of the uncanny ability of scottish rain to come at you from every direction at once. We made it back to my house soaked to the bone, laughing and happy.  I don't think I have ever been wetter in my life. There's joy in every journey I guess, even the ones that involve being soaked to the bone.