Exhibit A: pile of wet clothes. All that is left of a night of wet and wild mahem. Let me explain. Every Tuesday night is 80's dancing at Oceans in Laguna Beach, and once in a while my girls and I make it out to the dance floor. The night started out like any other. Great moves. Killer grooves. The usual. Until it was time to go.
The rain was coming down in sheets off the rooftop and out of nowhere, Katie, my crazy roommate dove under the waterfall of rain and began the inevitable. We all joined in. One after another, drenching ourselves beneath the falls. 80's Dancing in the rain! Wish you could've been there.
And fortunately, I DO have pictures but they're on someone else's camera. As soon as they come my way...and have been properly edited (Folks! This is not a wet t-shirt contest...although I'm pretty sure that if it was, Tristen would win hands down!). So in the meantime, you'll just have to use your imaginations.
So how about this Thanksgiving we all remember to give thanks for the good things in life. Like rain, dancing, and the 80's!