“Not again,” said Forgetful Fred.
“What is the matter?” asked Forgetful Fred’s wife, Sarah, who saw Forgetful Fred looking out the kitchen window.
“Summer clouds,” said Forgetful Fred, who was definitely not impressed.
“Oh dear,” said Sarah, knowing that a sky full of clouds in Calgary, Alberta, could mean that rain is on its way.
“Are we ever going to get summer weather?” asked Forgetful Fred. “It has done nothing but rain and storm since June. I am getting sick of it.”
“Getting sick of it,” said Sarah. “I am long past that. I am fed right up with it.”
“You know,” said Forgetful Fred. “The BC border isn’t that far from here and I have heard that BC has been very hot this summer. I think we need to take a trip to the mountains this weekend.”
“Oh Forgetful Fred,” said Sarah, giving him a big hug. “That would be wonderful. I can hardly wait.”
“Be ready to go Friday night,” said Forgetful Fred. “We will leave as soon as I get home from work.”
Friday came and Sarah was looking out the kitchen window before she started packing up the car.
“I don’t believe this,” said Sarah to herself. “There isn’t a cloud in the sky.”
Sarah had the car all packed and they left for the mountains. Within a few hours, they were in Revelstoke, BC, where Sarah had made reservations for the weekend. When they checked into the motel, Sarah asked how their weather had been.
“Not a cloud in the sky for weeks now,” said the clerk at the front desk.
“Excellent,” said Sarah. “That is what I want to hear.”
The next morning, Forgetful Fred suggested that after breakfast they would go for a hike.
“That sounds perfect,” said Sarah.
Sarah and Forgetful Fred stepped out of their motel room and were headed to the car.
“I don’t believe this,” said Sarah, looking up at the sky.
“Those summer clouds must have followed us to BC,” said Forgetful Fred.
“We can’t escape them no matter what,” said Sarah.
“Well,” said Forgetful Fred. “This motel does have an indoor pool. Let’s go swimming.”
“You go ahead,” laughed Sarah. “I have had enough water this summer.”