Such a trite title, I know, but it's all too true. It's rained for a week straight. (I'm barely exaggerating. I feel like I moved to Seattle.) It's rained every single day and has been gray and misty and dreary and blustery. At first, I liked it -- who doesn't love a dose every now and then of hot tea/blanket/movie weather? But now I'm ready for some sunshine. Happy Monday!
It will probably be rainy/gray/dreary/etc. for our trip to Hill Farmstead Brewery in Vermont and Montreal this weekend. I've heard of weather-induced depression, and if this weather doesn't change, I might just have to fall into one.
I guess the weather doesn't matter so much when you've planned your entire trip around breweries and beer. But there will be the between-breweries times when we'll want to sight-see, and dammit, I want to see Canada in the sunshine.
Given the week of rain and gloom, maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to watch my latest Netflix arrival, Blue Valentine. Not exactly an upper, I hear.
To add insult to injury, my entire family is in Destin, FL, right now in what I imagine is pristine, sunny, warm weather with white-sand beaches, and so on. Alright, enough with the whining and moping. Positive attitude! The Northeast is cool! We're going to have a great fall! Sweaters! Moderate summers! Old stuff!
Feigning positivity is really, really tiresome. Oh, but wait ... a silver lining: Christian's making Croque Monsieurs (fancy French name for a grilled ham and cheese, covered in cheese) for dinner. All is better.
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