It still rains outside. But once it stops we are going to have a picnic. We were supposed to have one three days ago, before the rain started. The rain is starting to get pretty high. It's times like these I wish I had a boat in case it starts to flood... You never know when it will flood. I mean, Noah had warning, but even then not everyone listened. I wonder what kind of food we are going to have. I hope it's not the food that was prepared three days ago, because that would be pretty nasty, but maybe Emeril Lagasse can make some food for us. He's my dad's favorite chef and he always loves to watch him on the Food Network. Of course, he never tries to make the recipes, but he can't really make food, so that could be a good thing. He tries, but my mom is the real chef of the family. And Dad and I are the eaters. That's why I can't wait for this rain to end and we can all go on our picnic.