Rain and Lots more of it

After a couple weeks of freezing weather, it is now warm and very soggy. The days are still crazy short. I was talking to my friend whom will be hereto known as Sylvia. She and I are sisters separated by a ghastly 12 day labor and about 500 miles. Any-ol-how, Sylvia and I were talking about what all Northwesterners obsess about. The weather. Even talking about talking about talking about talking about the weather seems to bring us back to talking about the weather. Again.
It does get mixed in there with an annual favorite conversation that goes like this:
Person: "Do you remember the days being this short last year?'
Other Person: "No. It is just amazing that it is dark at 4:30, when I know, I KNOW, I am sitting on the front porch at 10 PM in July and there is still light."
Person: "Do we talk about this every year?"
Other Person: "I think so, but it is just so amazing how dark it is. And how long the days are in the summer. The clouds did seem a bit thinner in the west today. Did you notice?"

I called my mother and asked her, "Mother, I just don't remember talking about the weather much. Did we have perfect weather growing up?."
Mother said, "Yes."