I never in a million years thought I'd have a blog post with that title. But alas, I do. The sun may be shining and the skies are clear today, but Friday night was a very different story.
As in our typical routine, fellow coach's wife, A, and I made our plans to meet up at the tried and trusty Chick-fil-A prior to the big game. Coming out, we noticed the overcast sky and a slight mist. Surely it was nothing we both thought as we trekked onward to the stadium.
While in the parking lot, we noticed the mist was more of a rain. A was luckier than me. I say lucky because neither of us was smart enough to check the weather nor pack the rain essentials. However, all of her kids had hooded jackets and her own coat was of the waterproof kind. See, she was lucky.
Me and Little Man...not so much. Our gear was more of the fleece type. Cozy, warm and not so waterproof. Score points for me though - I did have an umbrella.
We quickly determined that there was one, tiny patch of rain directly over us and the radar was clear otherwise. We found our seats as the rain/mist subsided. We relished in our luck. We laughed in the face of one patch of rain.
Then halftime happened. Did you know rain can swirl? Well, it can.
Did you also know cold fronts make rain really cold? They do.
Fast forward to some huddling under my sideways umbrella. (Remember the swirling rain?) Followed by some wrapped in a soaked blanket. Followed by a decision to brave the swirls and dropping temps and find the car.
There might have been a Mary Poppins moment in the parking lot where I thought I might go flying into the great swirling skies thanks to a gusty wind and my big ole umbrella.
Throughout the entire episode I kept thinking how did I not prepare for this? I have no less than 3 types of rain ponchos in various sizes just sitting in my closet at home. I have been to many a rainy game and packed towels to sit on.
How in the world did I end up with the ultimate coach's wife fail?
At least the humor was not lost. As we wrangled the children to the parking lot we decided it had been an adventure. And just as my Aunt T says, "We're making memories!"