Rainy Days in Puget Sound

O, Fortune, what offering have I failed to make? Last weekend there was a string of 80 degree days and sunshine uninterupted, the weekend before that another perfect string of sunshine for our outing in Vancouver. I finally arrange for my father to come down to help spray a coat of paint on the house and it start raining, somewhat harder than normal, shortly after 830 this morning. The lady at starbucks asked what fun things I had planned for the weekend, and asked that it not rain for me... did she make out too well in the tip jar, and her balance of luck skewed me wrong? Did my failure to tip in exchange for 20 seconds of banter offend you so? Fortune gives, fortune takes away! Cruel, cruel fate!