Maybe the rain isn't because of the holiday, but because of where we've chosen to eat during our day off. We've been enjoying lunch at the local sushi restaurant. I believe we haven't seen the sun when we've eaten there:
New Year's Eve - Cloudy and damp
When Teresa Visited - We had dinner there, so it was night (no sun).
President's Day - Rainy
After the last Illini Basketball game - Rainy
Good Friday - Rainy
That's it. I think we can't go back there unless it's sunny and warm. That should break the curse of the sushi restaurant.
I captured the rain dripping off the restaurant's awning. And once I converted it to black and white, it reminded me of the song, Here's that Rainy Day, a song I learned in college while singing with an a cappella group.
Maybe I should have saved
Those leftover dreams
Funny
But here's that rainy day
Here's that rainy day
They told me about
And I laughed at the thought
That it might turn out this way
Where is that worn out wish
That I threw aside
After it brought my love so near
Funny how love becomes
A cold rainy day
Funny
That rainy day is here
It's funny
How love becomes
A cold rainy day
Funny
That rainy day is here
Take a listen here - Chris Botti on trumpet, followed by Rosa Passos singing the song.
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