Singin' in the Rain....

Oh San Francisco, my fickle-weathered friend.
How, oh how, do you  suggest I prepare my weekend guests for your mood swings?
One minute, it's raining sideways
 and literally two minutes later
the sun comes out and causes shadows to dance on the sidewalk.
I feel like I live in an urban rain forest for goodness sakes.
Never cold, often windy, sometimes rainy, mostly sunny.
I'm stumped!
And mind you, these are not just any old  hokey pokey weekend guests.
It's my mom and dad!
My heart is doing cartwheels and somersaults, people!
I feel like singing in the rain and then allowing the sun to cut in for a quick serenade.

 I am as excited as a bird with a french fry!
I feel like swiveling my hips a la' Elvis and shouting all the way up to the sky:
"LEAPING LIZARDS AND JIMINY CRICKET;
I AM BURSTING WITH JOYOUS ANTICIPATION DOWN HERE ON EARTH!"
Finally, my folks will see my sweet little home
and all my local haunts.
Then, we'll head out on an adventure
 to a landwhere legends live
and the waves are so high they kiss the clouds.
We're journeying to Big Sur.
Big, bad, beautiful, Sur.
Till we talk again...
xo