Don't park the ark

This just in. More rain last night, more rain this morning. Sigh. When Noah hopped in his ark and it rained for 40 days and nights, I don't think the people left behind drowned, they probably all just commited suicide, too depressed with all the constant rain. AAAUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!

It's supposed to dry out now, but I'll believe that when I see it. One of John's presents is a big inflatable jumping thing. With all the rain, it's hard to get it outside, so we have it in the living room. The kids have lots of fun it. The neighbors probably think we're nuts having this big thing taking up the whole room.

I have successfully avoided watching anything about the Mikey Jackson trial, but with the verdict now in it's still hard to go anywhere near the media without hearing something about it. Still, the end is in sight, I must persevere for a little while longer. A BBC news article had this to say: "Michael Jackson's lawyer said the singer will no longer share his bed with young boys, after the star was cleared of 10 child abuse charges." Uuhhhhh, yeah. I think that would be a good idea. Good grief.