So, I had EVERY intention of snapping some good pics today. Wouldn't you know it that my camera was out of batteries, so I don't have pictures, but I have stories.
I decide it would be nice to get out of the apt. today and go and eat lunch with Jed. I look outside and see that it's raining, so I grab the umbrella and hit the streets of Manhattan. I am wearing flip flops, because I am not aware of the extent of rain and it just made sense to me. Rubber in Rain? Anyways, I am hitting every wet patch in NYC and the flip flops are holding up to their names, because I am flipping and I am flopping all over the streets. I am laughing out loud because I look so ridiculous sliding on the cement...but eventually I get to my destination. I am closing my umbrella and as I am pushing really hard, my hand slips (because it's wet from the rain) and the umbrella snaps back open and hits me square in the stomach. At this point, I act like nothing at all happens, but it really hurt! So, I start laughing again at the thought of what just happened. I think the majority of people were distracted by their open umbrellas, but I know there was the one who is now telling his family about it over his blog.
Rainy days and Fridays always get me down...