Thursday, February 12, 2009

Rain Brain

I'm starting to feel human again. Or as close as I come, anyway. Thanks for all the well-wishes and stuff.

Blah de blah blah blah. Moving on...

It's raining today. And if the meterologists are correct (excuse me while I snarf), it will rain all day. My family is pretty rain compatible, because we are not related to the Wicked Witch of the West and we are not wusses. Before the girls were born, Slayer and I used to take the Batson out to the huge patio behind our building, and we'd play in the rain. We'd splash each other in puddles. We'd get out the Nerf balls, soak them, and throw them at each other.

In short, we acted like the childlike people we truly are. And note that I say childlike instead of childish. Childish people make me want to hold up one hand and say, "See this? I want you to use it to throttle yourself."

So one day, it was raining, and we were outside doing our thing. And that's when I noticed that someone was moving in to the apartment above ours. They came outside to say hello, which was nice. So we're introducing ourselves, when the guy says, "Uh... should he be doing that?"

Because the Batson was down on his hands and knees, drinking out of a puddle.

They got a little alarmed when we just laughed and said he was getting his fiber. It was just a JOKE, people. We made him stop. And then, the guy looks at me and says, "You look familiar."

We eventually figured out that this was because he used to room with my ex-boyfriend. The one that got the cue ball stuck in his mouth.

So by this time, I figure I've made a great impression. And their kids come out to see what we're doing, and they want to play in the rain too. I'm pretty surprised when the parents allow it, because I've got to figure that they're a little scared of these rain-dancing, puddle-drinking, cue-ball-idiot-dating people. But they let the kids come down anyway. And we all run around in the rain, having a great time.

That's when I hear the mom say to the dad: "We're going to have to give them a bath when they get inside." You know, to wash off the rain.

I didn't feel so bad then.

10 comments:

Tiny T said...

Puddles are endless entertainment :D Glad you are feeling better!!

Jamie Eyberg said...

We are supposed to get 10 inches of snow tomorrow. No puddles for us. *sigh*

Catherine J Gardner said...

I love rain when I'm not on my way to work.

Natalie L. Sin said...

Wash off the rain?? Oh fucking A...

Lady Glamis said...

I wish it would rain here instead of snow. UGH!

Glad you are feeling better!

And what is cleaner in than rain?! Hello! :)

Suzanne Casamento said...

Wow. Uptight neighbors. It's supposed to rain here tomorrow and I fully intend on drinking from puddles.

Vivi Alden said...

Why would you have to wash off the rain? As far as I'm concerned, that gives me a night off from bath duty. (Sprinklers in the summer time are also very good for shirking bath duty.)

Nora MacFarlane said...

We had horizontal rain yesterday with our 60 mph wind gusts. Not much fun to play in that!

Christina Farley said...

I love playing in the rain. And puddles are the best!

Brenda said...

I use to love dancing in the rain...I can't dance so I figured no one would be out and about to see me, so I danced like there was no tomorrow...grin...that was until I noticed that even though no one was outside, they were all inside looking out the window at me...sigh...