Pitter-Patter

It's a rainy day-- the awesome kind where it thunders in the distance and water pours down at a constant rate, though with an occasional outburst of extra-enthusiastic rain globs.

That's one thing I'll give Oklahoma. The rainstorms here are much cooler than in Montana. Because while MT may beat OK on the fresh feeling post-storm, the storms themselves are waaaaay better here. The raindrops are bigger and they fall with more gusto. And there's more of it (which makes for some of the best puddle-jumping I have ever experienced-- and I had some pretty good puddle-jumping moments in high school.)

But now the question is, do I try to leave the house? Coffee shops during rainstorms are magic. But you have to get there first, which means braving the elements and potentially destroying your hair.

Magical moment vs. good hair. Such a dilemma.