The other day, I was standing on my front porch and it started raining. Some kids down the street who were playing football scattered and ran home.

 A couple of bike riders started pedalling a little faster and disappeared from sight. Before I knew it, it was just me and the rain, and I kind of liked it! Now I know that as a true lover of the Jersey shore, you're supposed to think that rain causes grief, and it usually does.

But once in a while, it's kinda nice, isn't it. It's peaceful, calming and you don't feel guilty about not doing something outside. It's kind of like Mother Nature forcing you to take a break. As I was thinking this I was wondering if I was the only person enjoying the rain.