How I know Mother Nature never had teenage daughters!

rain in CaboIf a picture is worth a thousand words it must be one hell of a picture, eh?

From the rain-drenched balcony of a hotel room daughter one asks: “Did you check the forecast before you booked the trip?”

Daughter two chimes in: “Is it possible to get a flight home?”

My family and I were just a wee bit east of where Hurricane Patricia made landfall 12 days ago. And when you are in a torrential downpour with two teenage girls, it can be quite a … well … crappy time.

Mother (that would be) says to herself: “Do you think I book vacations based on a 10-day forecast? Do you not think, that perhaps, I made these plans a long frickin’ time ago? Do you think, that perhaps, you might cut me a little slack as Mother Nature doesn’t exactly confer with me before she makes her plans to wreak havoc on this one-time lovely, hot, sunny beach? And for that matter, do you think that perhaps you could stop scowling at me for spending a few thousand dollars to take you on a vacation, in Mexico, where I might add, it NEVER rains like this?”

Fortunately, we were safe — but after those rainy afternoons (mornings, nights, dawn, dusks) I will never assume that just because a place is supposed to be one way, that it will be that way when I am there. (Honestly people, I think Mother Nature has it out for me … that or she’s never had teenage daughters.)

Today’s post inspired by The Daily Prompt, Singin’ in the Rain — “Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon.” And for the record, while neither of those days yielded and kind of perfect rainy afternoon, at least I was with my family. And at least we had shelter. And at least, we were safe.

7 Comments Add yours

  1. lifelessons says:

    Loved your title. It drew me right in! Where were you on your vacation???

    1. SHAUNA says:

      We were on the south end of the Rivera Myan. I’m not spelling that right ???

  2. James Pailly says:

    I remember being at the beach during Hurricane Bob (lamest name for a hurricane ever, by the way). It wasn’t exactly the vacation my parents had in mind, but I thought it was a really cool experience.

    1. SHAUNA says:

      I used to always think hurricanes were named after women. I had to look Bob up. And yea, they must have been in a huge hurry to name that one.

      1. James Pailly says:

        I read that originally, meteorologists named hurricanes after their wives. I’m not sure when that tradition changed.

      2. SHAUNA says:

        Oh my God. Now that’s funny!!

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