
I understand that you are fickle. I also understand that you, apparently, have a thing against Houston since you've decided to let us bake in triple digit temps for the last, oh, 2 weeks...and did I mention that you've apparently decided that we are not good enough for rain. Well...I guess you changed your mind last night and decided to bless us with a nice lil' evening downpour. What I DON'T appreciate is that you decided that Monday night at 7PM was a nice time to bring on the storms. Oh weather goddess -- don't you know that Monday nights are sacred in the Aguilar house? Monday nights = Bella to bed early, a tall glass of wine and THE BACHELORETTE for two hours of viewing enjoyment. But not last night. Last night you decided to open the proverbial floodgates and the result? Our satellite went out which meant that about 30 minutes into my Monday night awesomeness, I lost TV reception! Do you know what that feels like, Mother Nature? Do you know how frantic I became? I turned the power on/off thinking maybe that would fix things. Nope. I ran into the bedroom thinking maybe it was just the living room TV that was messed up. Nada. No matter what TV I ran to, I saw the same blank screen.

In closing, I'd like to thank you for the rain last night. I mean, nevermind that our sprinklers ran that morning (and again this morning since we forgot to turn the damn rain sensor on)...and nevermind that you could have just let it gently sprinkle for say an hour or two. No...when you decide it's going to rain at Casa de Aguilar...you mean it. Our grass certainly thanks you, but my broken little heart doesn't. I'll never get those 2 hours back, Mother Nature. And for that I say &^%#*^#$&!
Sincerely,
Me