People who don't live in the western states just don't appreciate how boring and monotonous dry skies can be. So it is worth jumping up and down over real clouds and rain, and we had some recently in central Utah.
If I lavish superlatives over this kind of weather, what is actually accomplished? Talk is cheap. What I really need to do is put my money where my mouth is.
Seriously, what better way is there to celebrate the occasion, for a professional cheapskate, than to loosen up a little and buy the first real raingear I have owned for years? But that's not so easy. Have you ever noticed how mens' rain jackets are waist-length jokes? Womens', on the other hand, are knee-length.
Mens' jackets are short in order to jump in and out of a car, easily. But do no men walk in the rain, not even dog owners? Women think it is unattractive to have a skirt or dress sticking out below a short jacket, therefore they have knee-length coats available.
Thus I wasted a lot of time on the internet looking for knee-length rain jackets. They can be found, but none of the sellers would ship it to the local post office, General Delivery. I considered cutting out the bottom of a garbage bag, and then clipping it to my belt, thereby making a waterproof skirt. Granted, it wasn't too chic-looking.
I finally found a waterproof (but non-Goretex) Columbia rain suit that had legs roomy enough to slide boots through. That was the main reason I never liked rain pants.
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