After a fabulous dinner with my parents Saturday and watching Hotel Rwanda (which is a very intense movie) that night…Jake and I headed back to St. Paul Sunday morning. We met Paige, Allisa, Delip, and Amanda at Keys (which is the restaurant below Paige’s downtown loft).
We all stuffed into Delip’s Buick LeSabre (yup, all six of us fit!) and headed to White Bear Lake for a day of sailing! After I applied SPF 30 to my entire body I was ready to set sail. Even though Amanda sprained her ankle and Delip almost drowned; it was calm and peaceful out on the water and a wonderful afternoon with my friends!

Jake stayed Sunday night and headed back to Iowa Monday morning. I was completely lazy for the rest of the day. I took a nap, read Harry Potter, watched TV, read some more Harry Potter but then it started to rain.
It was raining SO hard that I couldn’t resist going outside. I grabbed my rain coat and umbrella and headed out into my neighborhood. I was the only one out exploring the new surroundings; which had turned the streets into raging rivers, house stairs into cascading waterfalls, and yards into lakes. Gravel parking lots with small paths leading to sidewalks were overtaken by miniature rapids from the rainfall. I walked in ankle deep water wishing I was in a small boat setting sail.
And then I saw the most peculiar thing of all, a sprinkler going off in someone’s yard. I felt like screaming, “Don’t you see the river outside?! The waterfall coming down your roof?!? The rapids I am fighting to get through this street?!?”
No imagination I thought, no imagination.