It's been pouring here in St. Louis all day. And I mean ALL DAY. It's been nice. I like a nice rainy day every now and then. It helped that I didn't leave the house even once today.

It's 11pm now, though, and I suddenly just realized I never checked the mail either. Oh no. I stuck my arm out the door to get it. Almost everything we got is soaking wet. Catalogs that would have gone straight to the trash anyway, magazines that would have been read first, and other miscellanous mail. Everything except…our property tax bill. Somehow that one stayed perfectly dry.

How did they do that? It figures…