Actually the real challenge these days is dealing with an 80 pound Doberman who doesn’t understand that when it’s raining out the back door, it is also raining out the front door and walks are cancelled. It’s been raining since I returned from Rancho Mirage on Sunday. SINCE. I drove into the rain and it just hasn’t stopped. I’m not getting a break at all. I can’t even hit golf balls, there’s no break. The pool is near going over, moss is growing all over outside and I live in sunny California dammit. I really need spring to get here. Beau and me have had it.