Rain and Marshmallows

Joe and I went to Kimberly for a couple of days to visit a friend of his and his family. Yesterday we decided that we wanted to go to the hills to have a picnic. I was all for it the whole day until there was a big thunderstorm and lots of rain. I ended up going with them anyway and was miserable for the first part of the trip. It was pouring and I had capris on and my sweatshirt got soaked. I do like the rain but if I'm going to be out in it for any period of time I like to have some kind of shelter. We did manage to have a fire, but what good does the fire do if you're still getting wet standing by it?

Anyway, the rain finally stopped and our friend came up with the idea that we should fling flaming marshmallows. Since it had been raining so hard it was okay because we weren't going to catch anything on fire. We all flung the whole bag of marshmallows. Our friend flung one that stuck on the side of a tree, which was pretty funny. Joe was trying to fling one and it landed on his shirt instead which was hilarious. Luckily he didn't start on fire or anything.

I guess it turned out ok, even though I would have had a lot more fun if we had had a tent or something up there with us.

I've been reading Emma by Jane Austen and they are always so worried that the women are going to catch a cold from a draft or something. I think its funny how different times are. No one really worries that they will have health problems from being out in the rain. Probably because modern medicine is so much better! I guess we're lucky!