I know I'm a big drama queen, but all my fantasies about living in Seattle or anywhere north of Fresno (or anywhere with seasons, for that matter) are pretty much shot after enduring the last X amount of rain here in (once) sunny Los Angeles...But I am a big drama queen because as I was running in and out of my car this morning getting soaked (for some reason, my umbrella is always in the place I'm rushing to, i.e. house, car, etc.), I actually had illusions of "roughing it." Such grandiose thoughts were popped with a pin of guilt and self-loathing, when the young woman working the cash register at Baja Fresh told me that she walked two miles to work in the rain after taking the bus to drop off her six-month-old baby at the babysitter's house.

Just for today, I feel grateful for my car.