Cloudy with a Chance of Frosting

I wrote this on Sunday, but i didn't have time to type it up until today.
Today (Sunday) ends our time in Germany and begins our time in France.  We sucessfully completed our part of the wall project at the Barn, as the missionaries there so affectionately call the Europe Ministry Center for its former life.   After we stuck all the insulation on the walls, we had to put more adhesive onto the outer side and glue a mesh on.  So, since the glue, which we also liked to call goop, was white and very spreadable, we began to come up with other terms for it.  It was cookie dough and milkshake, but most commonly we called it frosting.  And, since it is nigh impossible to spread goop on the walls without some of it dropping onto the ground below, whenever there was anyone working on the second or third level of scaffolding (or upstairs as we liked to call it),  the forecast became "cloudy with a chance of frosting," as goop would invariably drop.  And, if your head or your arm was in the way, well, you got rained on.  I took to wearing a baseball cap to protect my head, but there wasn't really anything I could do about my arms, so they received a vigorous scrubbing at day's end.
'Til later, be blessed, and watch your head ;)

Melody Grace