We are on our fourth straight day of rain here in SoCal.

Now, I like rain as much as the next guy. Maybe more, even. One of my favorite things in the world to do is to be cozy in bed, snuggled under my fluffy down comforter, listening to the rain falling outside. Only thing that makes this scene perfect? A warm breakfast waiting for me in my kitchen, a fire in the fireplace, and nowhere to be but in my jammies watching movies on my couch.
My reality this week? Buckets and buckets and buckets of pouring cold rain. No food in the kitchen because I haven't gone grocery shopping in a ridiculously long time because I don't relish loading groceries into my car in the BUCKETS OF POURING COLD RAIN. Having to towel off a certain large muddy mutt every time he goes outside because there are numerous pools...um...puddles...in my backyard, and he runs right through them chasing the squirrels he things are out there. (Dude! They're tucked in their dry little squirrel beds!) Aaaand driving to and from work each day in gridlock traffic, because people freak out when there is actual weather in Southern California.
Rain is forcast for -- I kid you not -- THE NEXT FIVE STRAIGHT DAYS. We didn't have this much rain in all of in 2007.
I know we need it and all, but...um...a little moderation, please?