dream come true

Today is my birthday,

and I woke up early to my dream coming true.

Rain, real live rain!

Lots of it.

Bayou-busting, swamp-flushing, frog-strangling

rain,

the stuff that made man build boats.

It's a beautiful thing.

Because a cool and rainy day is just what I'd wished for,

I'm choosing to take it personally.

You're welcome.

For openers, we went to Lucile's for breakfast.

Smoked eggs, trout Pontchartrain and grits.

Laissez les bontemps rouler, etc.

Happy birthday, everyone...

whenever it is.