Where the hell did summer go?

I have lived in the Erie area for 11 years. I am used to the local phrase, “if you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes, it will change.” But I have to admit…I am simply pissed that it is the middle of August, and we have yet to get a good day to go to the beach. I have had 2 outdoor shows this summer, The Erie Festival of the Arts at Liberty Park, and Dan Rice Days in Girard. It rained at both. The wind blew so badly at the Arts show that I broke my tent. My new tent did NOT enjoy the constant pushing on it’s roof to spash down the rain we got at DRD. I attempted a yard sale a few weeks back. it rained all weekend. With the exception of selling the door we bought from the auction (I bought the wrong size), I made less than $50. Joshua’s company picnic was last Sunday at Waldameer. It just happened to fall on the hottest, muggiest day we have had all year. We stayed less than 4 hours. I can deal with the nutty weather this area produces in the winter, but it is seriously fucking with my summer. Even my husky, Kira, is tired of the Cybil like weather. She is the only husky I have ever known that hates water. She won’t even consider stepping outside if the grass is wet. She steps onto the concrete as long around as she can before she has to llay her paws onto wet grass. OK, I guess I am done whining about the local weather. There is an Arts/Craft show at the Harborcreek fire hall Aug 29 & 30. It is an indoor show and supposed to be really nice. If you aren’t busy, come down and see me. I could use a good show experience after the last two. Peace.