It's raining, it's pouring.....

So last night was the Garber Chevrolet Body Shop boat cruise on the Princess Wenona out of Bay City. This is a yearly event that is held where a certain number of invited people come to eat a wonderful dinner and enjoy music by a dj while cruising on the boat for 3 hours in the bay.

Last year we nearly cooked ourselves alive because of how hot and humid it was. This year was totally different. I, who was only thinking of what it was like last year, didn't really pay a whole lot of attention to the weather report and decided to wear a jean skirt and short sleeved t-shirt and dressy flip flops. Didn't bring a jacket or sweater with me even though anyone who knows me, knows that I am always cold. We got on the boat and had a very nice, filling dinner while sitting at the same table with some friends and then two CRAZY people. One was a lady who sat right next to Tony and at one point in the dinner asked if she could borrow his phone to call her friend to tell her that she was eating raw prime rib. Coookooo! She was sitting next to a guy that screamed molester to many of us as well. Those two had never met before but were obviously hitting on each other for most of the night. Very scary. After dinner, we proceeded to go upstairs where there is an open viewing area as well as a covered area. The covered area is where the dj was with an open space for a dance floor. We were having fun listening to the music and visiting when all of a sudden you could see the dark clouds rolling in and the lighting shooting out from them. Bill, who I might add is completely addicted to his BlackBerry, pulled up the radar a little earlier in the evening and showed us that there were two separate storm cells moving in our direction. We thought we'd be lucky and miss the first one and the possibly get hit with the second one on our way home. Let's just say that we were off target on that guess. Not 10 minutes after we started seeing the dark clouds and lightning, did it start raining. And it was a Forrest Gump kind of rain. It came in sideways to the point that even standing in the middle of the covered portion of the upper deck, we were getting pelted with rain. Bad news for us was that in order to get down to the main deck, you had to go down the stairs that are right near the edge of the boat. Just going down one flight of stairs was enough to soak all of us. We were waiting the storm out and then once things cleared, we went back upstairs and were completely entertained but one woman who clearly had too much to drink. She was dancing and singing her heart out on the dance floor at times, by herself, and didn't care at all. A few others joined her so we had plenty to be entertained by. Not to mention, Tony being in rare form and entertaining us as well. Just about the time that our three hour tour (quit singing the Gilligan's Island theme song now) was finished, in came that second cell that we saw on the radar. So just about the time we were beginning to dry out from the first downpour, in came this one when we'd have to get off the boat and head to our vehicles.

All in all, we truly did have a fabulous night and had a lot of fun. Full of inside jokes that will never be forgotten too. But take my advice, check the weather report ahead of time and prepare in advance so you don't turn into a drowned rat who is freezing cold too!