Blame it on the Rain. Yah Yah.

I don't know what to do with myself.

This grey, depressing, dreary, damp, disgusting, downer of days that we in Vancouver have been surviving through - is REALLY getting to me.

At this time last year, I was so tanned. Like, ridiculously tanned.  It was like I'd already had summer.  I was running outside along the Niagara River in Ontario.  It was warm - a tank top would suffice.  My best friend and I were frolicking outside, playing baseball (ok, trying to play baseball) We spent nights roaming around Niagara Falls, no rain at all! The only thing wet, was the dew on the grass.  Seriously.  Last May already kicks this May's ass.

So when will Vancouver see the sun again?  Well, not to be a downer but the answer is NEVER.  It's never coming back.  So just get used to living life in the monotone of grey.  And you know those mountains we used to have? Yah. They're gone.  Someone show me a mountain.  Ridiculous.

Just call me Edward Cullen's wife (seriously, I'm cool with it) and the shittiest part is, that when I go outside I don't sparkle.  Having the ability to sparkle, almost makes up for being as pale as the living dead.

I'm thinking of going in hibernation - so someone let me know when I can carry an ice cream instead of an umbrella.  If it wasn't for reality tv, I don't know how I would have gotten through these last few months.  If I sound dramatic - it's because, well - I am.  Good call on your part.

Wake me up when I can go to the beach...