Empress of the Universe

I refuse to acknowledge the weather outdoors.

I refuse to accept that after thinking our pocket of the world was going to deal only with rain, that some of other form of precipitation is occurring.

I refuse to acknowledge that morning will bring anything but sunshine and dry roads.

Motivated Mom, Empress of the Universe has decreed that it shall be so.

With the decree having been issued, I can go to sleep knowing that my dreams of Calypso music and sun block will be premonitions of the morn.