Rainy Day's and Sundaes

 If I had to choose just one song to say how I feel today, this would be it!

Normally, I love the rain.  Its pretty, and peaceful. But today it got me down. I think it got a lot of people down. Why? because when it rains, what you really want to do is go home, crawl back in bed, maybe have  a roaring fire going, cuddle up with a dog, or maybe another person if you can find one, grab a cup of hot chocolate, or maybe some apple cider,  some dounuts and read a book, or watch a movie- like singing in the rain.

 When I was a kid, I liked to go get my bike, throw on a hoodie and some jeans, and go ride my bike through every mud puddle I could find and get soaking wet. Or strap on my roller blades, same jeans, or if it were the early 90's some spandex pants,  and head out into the rain to pretend I was Bonnie Blair speed skating towards a gold medal at the olympics. Then I'd come in, sit on the fire place (with a lit fire inside, I know, my butt probably is lacking in living nerve endings or something, because I sat on the  fire place all the time and never got burned or even felt too hot.)  and then id curl up in a blanket and watch a movie or read a book.

In college, I usually went for the book route,  unless my roommates were watching a movie, then I'd join them. I think that is where I developed the ideal rainy day plan in my head. Now I am an adult. So guess what, when it rains, I get up at a ridiculously early time and go to work, like every day, and look out my window at the rain, longing to pick up a book, and cuddle with my dog in a nice warm blanket.

 One of the managers (not mine) and I had this conversation at work today. We both wanted to be doing the same thing. Home. Bed. Book. Warm beverage.

 So I was pretty cranky about the fact I had to be at work.  Its ok though, Im home in bed now cuddling with my dog. The rain seems to have stopped. One of my good friends took me out for an ice cream sundae. It was a chocolate mouse sundae at Mora's.  Her cute little girl giggled at my crazy hair. Apart from the fact that I have ate nothing but junk all day, I think that was an excellent way to end the day, and I now feel much better about life.  Sometimes there is a two year old in my head, and she whines about not getting her way, and thinks its the end of the world. Ice cream sundaes do a good job of shutting her up.