Batten down the hatches! It’s raining cats and dogs in sunny California! Woo-hoo! So you know what that means?
What rain dance you ask? Okay, so maybe it wasn’t really a rain dance. More like me tripping the light fantastic in my Zumba class. But isn’t it a nice outcome, just the same?
After all, this is drought country!
The point is, we are getting TONS of rain here in California. So much so, that I’ve dubbed it the Megastorm of the Year. And boy, did we need it! Puts to shame all the snow and ice from that Polar Vortex that’s been hitting the rest of the country. Polar, shmolar. We’ve got it beat, what with our two inches of rain thus far. That’s two inches and counting. And believe you me, for California two inches of rain is a lot!
So, to all you California residents, you’re welcome. It was nothing. But sure, what the heck. You owe me one.
For I always knew something like this would come of my jumping about like a mad woman, doing crazy knee lifts, wild contortions and throwing my arms in the air, all to the beat of cumbia, salsa, reggaeton, hip hop and bally. In fact, the way I dance, it’s a wonder it doesn’t rain more often.
And now it’s pouring up and down the California coast and we’re loving it. The rain is supposed to continue for several days, maybe all week, thanks to me. Conditions like you’ve never seen it before! At least, not in two years.
Which means, it’s time to stay indoors and hunker down.
Wait. It just stopped raining.
Well, don’t let that fool you. Nor should you be hoodwinked by the sun that keeps trying to peek out from behind the clouds. If you ask me, this is the calm before the storm.
See? It just started raining again. A light rain, true. Okay, a mist. But that’s a California megastorm for you. Hits you so hard, though in a soft way, you don’t even realize how bad the conditions are. That sun may be doing a good job of shining through the clouds and yes, maybe I need to put on my sunglasses, but any minute torrential rains will return and I’m ready.
In case we lose power, I’ve stocked up on supplies to last me 40 days and 40 nights. I have enough candles and flashlights to last us through any power outage. I’ve purchased little helmets with built-in flashlights for Henry and Oliver so that they can find their way through the storm, if need be.
I’ve even booked passage on Noah’s Ark, should that become necessary, and from the sound of the pitter-patter of light drizzle outside my window as I write, you just never know what calamity awaits us. So, I’m prepared.
Okay, it stopped raining again. But mark my words, this really is the storm of the decade–or the century. By the time it’s through we’ll be waist high in water to last the rest of the year. Drought be gone!
Well, perhaps not. According to those in the know, it would have to rain every minute of every day from here until May in order for this region to pull itself out of the drought we’re in. That’s everyday, including weekends. Yikes. If you ask me, that’s A LOT of water and I’m not sure our environment could handle the pressure of all that pummeling rain. Eventually I’d assume we’d sink into China or whatever country is directly on the other side of the planet.
Anyway, the megastorm is upon us—that is, as soon as the sun recedes into the dark clouds, which are on the horizon. And California has me to thank.
Me and my rain (Zumba) dance!