This weather makes me want to kill someone

Hi all! I'm feeling homicidal today! Yay for me! It's raining just enough that I can't (in good conscience) tell the kids to GO OUTSIDE! like I did yesterday when it was also pouring rain. I made them put on their rain gear and then I barricaded the door for about a half hour. Sam stayed out longer and when he came in he was soaked. He said it would rain down his neck-hole whenever he lifted his head. So the poor boy had to play in the pouring rain all the while looking down to protect the vulnerable neck-hole. It's misery!

I just want to sit outside and start a fire and read a book, or even weed my garden, and the lawn is in need of a good mowing. But can I do any of those things? NOOOOO. Because it's raining NONSTOP again today. And it's cold. My feet are like ice blocks.

To keep myself from committing a felony and breaking a commandment, I am going to keep myself busy this afternoon by cooking. Oh my god, I'm looking forward to cooking. This is a first. Actually, I'm not looking forward to it. It's just that the other options for things to do while imprisoned inside the house are less pleasant than cooking (pay bills, track down that weird smell in the basement, re-teach Kira to read after her two month reading strike). I should have stopped at a liquor store while I was out grocery shopping. Oh, wait a minute! I have a full bottle of pineapple rum in the freezer. I can do shots of that while I make bran muffins and spare ribs to keep my mind off the fact that I'm touching raw calf ribcage (gross), and that I have bills to pay, smells to track down and a child to remind how to read.