Some fun for a change
It’s nearly one in the morning, and I’m still up. Why? Because me and the kids had a rain-soaked night at the drive-in. Yes they still exist and if you don’t have one near you, I feel sorry for you. Some of my best nights have come at the drive-in. Cuddled up with someone in the bed of a pickup truck, snuggled in next to someone in the front seat, screaming like a girl when the scary part hits, because I knew he liked it. Not all my nights have been with a date, though, one of my favorte memories was of going to an all-nighter with Tara and laughin our asses off when someone was getting into a fight. (making sure our baseball bat was tucked neatly beside the seat first, lol) Tonight was another good night, except for a few things. First the rain always makes me think of someone, and I wished he were there with us. Secondly, an adult would have been nice to watch Ironman with, due to some of the “adult” humor. For example, in the scene where Tony Stark is in court with the U.S. Government, the one guy accuses Tony of selfishly only pleasuring himself and Tony says “that’s right I pleasure myself all the time” I was howling, and the kids just didn’t get it.
It wasn’t a bad night by any means, anytime I get to spend time with the kids is quality time, and a great time. We made sandwiches to eat, and Travis and Cass played hackey-sack for a while…but the best part? I got to play in the rain again.
Rain showers, Defective Coke, and a more serious note
I was sitting on the couch today, and it started raining…I mean pouring, buckets of the stuff. I sat back to enjoy the feel of the rain misting in the window, when an urge struck me. I jumped up and yelled at Travis.. “Come play in the rain with me.” He rolled his eyes like the teenager he’s becoming, and said. “I’m not getting wet.” Laughing I ran out the door, and opening my arms wide, let the rain pour down over me. Even my dogs were looking out the window at me as if I’d lost my mind. I can’t help it, it felt so good. Remember when you were a kid and you’d play in the rain? Guess what, it still has that now childish sense of freedom about it. I walked back inside, soaked but happy. Travis finally did go out when the rain slowed down, and damned if he wasn’t smiling when he came back in too.
Later, I sent him to the store for milk and ice. He came back with a pack of mentos and a can of Diet Coke. Some of you know where this is headed, I’m sure. So he sits the can in the driveway, opens it, and drops in two mentos. It fizzled and I braced for the inevitable mess, but nothing happened. He dropped in two more mentos and again, nothing. ( HELLOOOO Coke company, we have a defective can of Diet Coke here!!!!) For those of you living in the stone age..search mentos and Diet Coke on youtube
Anyway, as I stated before, there is a more serious note. You see, I needed that relaxing rain pounding down on me. Mom’s been in the hospital all week again, and this time, they are discharging her to a nursing home for rehab. I’m not doing well with this gang, the thought of Mom in a nursing home just doesn’t cut it for me. So if I don’t blog, or my blogs are more somber than usual, you know why.
