Friday, September 13, 2013

Rain has a strange effect on me...............

I have lived in only 3 cites in my life. Albuquerque, San Francisco and Denver (Westminster). Most of my time has been in  Burque and that means that I expect cloudy skies during the later part of July, early August and then again when the State Fair begins (always) in September and again during the Balloon Fiesta in October. On average we get about 7" of moisture for the whole year. That's why they call it dry heat here when it is 102 degrees here and the humidity is usually around 7 percent. It was cloudy every day when we lived in San Francisco and rained a lot. In Denver there was 37 inches of snow on the ground when we moved into our apartment.....yikes. But here in Burque rain and snow are infrequent and a pleasure.

So it comes as a big old shock when we have actually gotten a bunch of rain and the humidity is like between 70 and 100 percent for more than 3 days in a row. Combine that with the cooler temps and I start reminiscing.

It reminds me of northern California where Sweet Man and I made our first home together albeit not for very long. We moved in a week before Christmas that year.

Sweet Man told me that if I loved him I would marry him when he flew in to Albuquerque from Canada on a rainy Friday in November 1972. No, I didn't say that he asked me, he told me. You have to understand that Sweet Man was recently released from active duty in the Marine Corps, was working for a company that was owned by a Canadian company but run by Americans and he had just been booted out of Canada and escorted to the airport by the Mounties for his own safety. Long story.......another time. He had a new job assignment in San Francisco and was "in between" gigs and that seemed like the appropriate time for us to marry......in his "squared away" head. I was recently divorced, itching for adventure and he was smokin' hot. What can I say. I was a hippy momma with a eye for fun and he was so dear. He had proposed to me in the most romantic way possible, when we re-met after years of not seeing each other. He took off his jacket, spread it on the ground in a foggy park, handed me a red rose, sat down next to me and said he wanted to love and take care of Shelley and me for the rest of his life. He didn't have a ring but he wanted me. Melt........


When I woke up this morning, I had no idea I would be telling you this story....but the clouds. the rain and my SM calling to see if I was okay after having to be out on the roads for over an hour driving the kids to school, all reminded me of just how lucky I am to have said yes at his proposal and hell yes when he flew in from Canada. We jumped in my car, drove to Colorado Springs, got his stuff, got married, drove back to Albuquerque and then packed my things and drove into the adventure that still is on going.

There are so many love songs that include rain in the lyrics.......mine should be "Rainy days and Friday the 13th always get me in the mood".

22 comments:

  1. Great post, isn't it funny how just one little thing can bring back old memories? Have a great weekend :)

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  2. Mrs. C and i courted in San Francisco and I remember loving the rain, fog and mist. One of my favorite Mark Twain comments was when he said," The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. Have a great weekend.

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  3. You hit the jackpot with your Sweet Man! And run out of Canada by the Mounties? Cool! Can he ever come back, LOL?

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  4. Sweet story! Sounds like you hit the rainy day jackpot.

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  5. Sweet story! Sounds like you hit the rainy day jackpot.

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  6. Okay, now we have to hear how SM offended the Mounties :oD

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  7. Great story! Live it. I met my man in SF and had my two daughters there. Still miss the fog. Soothing somehow

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  8. Now that was a great story about a really cool proposal. You need more rainy days so you can relive that special time more often.
    I do hope the Canada story with Mounties and all will be soon. You really peeked my interest.

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  9. How incredibly sweet this is:)
    I've only ever lived in az it's only ever hot .
    I think I've seen fog twice.
    Beautiful story!
    Now what's this about the Mounties?

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  10. The Mounties ran your SM outta Canada, Eh. Did he step on a Blue Jay's wing, or throw an orange puck out on the ice during a hockey game, eh, or did he cut the tail off a Beaver. YIKES, Why Honey, I am sure every one is waiting on this story, including me. SM's proposal was really neat - cool story - much enjoyed.

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  11. While I can't imagine you submitting to anyone who "told" you what to do, this is a great story. Can't wait to hear the booted-out-of-Canada story!

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  12. This post brought tears to my eyes, my sweet friend. I loved reading it. I am so happy that you and your Sweet Man have each other. Bright blessings and happy memories, Bird http://birdsearthyspirit.blogspot.com/

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  13. What a wonderfully romantic story!

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  14. What a great story...like driving off into the sunset...

    I understand the Colorado is having a bit of extra rain now also...

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  15. My heart is melting! Oma Linda, this is so special! There is hope for me yet ;o) LOL! Your Sweet Man was run out of Canada? You have to tell the story if you can! Please ;o) Big Hugs and lots of love ;o)
    (Thanks the e-card! You made my day!)

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  16. Great story..tell more..I love watching rain, snow...weather..

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  17. Now you have me as misty as our autum skies!

    And along with the rain is "Here comes the sun!"

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  18. Loved that story. and yes I also am waiting for the booted out story. Rain here in Ky. never follows the pattern. Hit or miss that is us. Makes me want to curl up with my Kindle for some good BBC productions.

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  19. Beautiful story. I love the term re-met - Sometimes no matter the time or the distance, you come back around to where you belong. I know I did. Thanks for sharing.

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  20. What a great story. Now you know you have to tell the Mountie story. I can't imagine why your SM would be run out of my country!

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  21. You two always make me grin from ear to ear and give me the warmest of warm fuzziest in my heart space. People like to say Romeo and Juliet is a love story for the ages, but I think Oma & SM's is a better one. It makes me sniffle with happiness.

    Now about those Mounties... ;)

    xox

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