It's amazing the power water has over humans. We need it to live. It quenches our thirst, it feeds us, it is a source of travel, and it makes up most of our body.

It makes the world stop.

As a born Floridian, it's always a bit odd to see how people react here in normally sunny LA. It's an "EVENT". The news plays constantly; floods, mudslides, road closures. People panic - "How will I get to work?" "Are the schools closed?" "Does my dog need rain boots?!" (Side note: I would totally buy my animal buddies rain boots and a jacket to match.)

While I'm not saying it's all unwarranted, most if the time it's all a bit . . . nonsensical.

I've been sent to school in a tropical storm. My school did not have indoor hallways. I don't have much sympathy left in me.

Even so, I love the rain. It's creates an atmosphere like nothing else; a gray happiness of being wrapped in a cozy blanket with your hands cupped around a steaming mug, listening to the rain hit the glass of your windows.

I do not get to spend every rainy day that way, and now that I live here in California they are even fewer and farther between. Still, it remains something that always brings a bit more joy into my day.

Just don't ruin my hair, then it's on.