I woke up this morning to sunny skies after hearing lots and lots of rain last night. I thought, “Maybe THIS Sunday, I’ll get a ride in!”

While I was drinking my coffee and checking up on the latest news, the sky grew dark and threatening. Mrs. FBW asked, “Are you going for a ride?”

“Nah. Looks too risky. I think I’ll just take the doggies for a long walk.”

Then it started hailing.

And here it is, 3 PM and every time I look out, it’s doing something different. We’ve had SEVEN hail-laced squalls pass through since breakfast. I think the meteorological term for this is ‘Unsettled’, but you might also call it ‘Indecisive’.