singing in the rain, kinda.

Not much going on today.
I just did last nights supper dishes.
Boyfriend is picking me up after his doctors appointment and we're going to stop over to see my mom and dad.
They've been out of town for a month, are home now, and I'm anxious to hear about their trip.
And then we're going to run a couple of errands together.

Daughter is losing her hair by the handfuls. She bought a crimper, has been using it at 500 degrees, and severely damaged her hair. It's literally falling out.
I smothered it in mayonnaise a few days ago hoping to salvage some of it, but the outcome looks grim.
The good news is it will grow back.
That's little consolation for a teen girl.

I read a book once where the mother and teen daughter were going through a trying time........at one point the mother took the daughter outside, during a down pour of rain. Mother had the daughter close her eyes, turn her head up to the sky, extend her arms and feel the rain. In the book it was a beautiful, spiritual moment.
So last night while daughter and I were on the couch bantering, playing, etc......I asked daughter to go outside with me to stand in the rain. She rejected my idea. I was laughing, she was laughing..........I told her playfully that if I died next week she would forever on any rainy day regret not having gone outside to play in the rain with me.
She was playfully pissed at me for forcing her outside, but she went. It was cold though so we took an afghan. We wrapped ourselves in the afghan, and huddled together for warmth...........and then stood there in the rain. There was no spiritual event. Just giggling, and joking.

Boyfriends here........gotta run. More later.

Daughter and I are in the habit of watching together a tv show called Teen Mom.
It follows teen girls through their pregnancy and then the first year after giving birth.
It shows the struggles they go through with their boyfriends, family, trying to juggle work, continuing education etc...it's an interesting show, though kind of depressing. Leaves me wishing I could  help those girls.

I hope Charlie Sheen gets help before he physically hurts someone, or kills himself.