cats and dogs

So this afternoon has been a strange one. I left work early to hang out with my mom before she left helping her get things done and stuff. I also had some things to do for my job hunt so I wound up spending like 40 minutes doing my hair 20 straightening it and 20 trying to get it to do anything. But finally I looked fabulous. Went and did my thing went to my moms house and somehow we wound up in peralta visiting my nana. Everyone thinks my nana is insane. She had a beautiful five bedroom two story house which she sold to move out into the middle of a nowhere in a mobile home that was built in like the seventies. I used to think she was crazy too, but today as I was sitting there listening to the rain starting to come down, I realized why she did it. She is in the middle of no where, her biggest problem with her house is the neighbors dog coming into her yard or having to drive 10 miles for a gallon of milk (or gas or….) and my nana has enough problems to deal with, my cousin Dawn whom she was raising is now pregnant. The girl is fifteen years old. Her brother is also about to become a father, and then there are a whole bunch of other fucked up things going on in her life, most of them involving probation officers and lawyers, my nana does not deserve all of this stress, she is a good woman and raised her children right, she should not be having these problems with the second batch. But she does… that’s for another day.

It is raining and I don’t feel like getting depressed. I spent so much time on my hair today and it’s raining so hard that in the walk from the house to the car I look like a poodle again. And then from the car to my moms house I got completely soaked through. I love it. I can imagine being held by the one I love and opening up the doors and watching it pour down. I’m sitting here waiting for it to calm down so that I can safely drive home, it’s pouring cats and dogs… I can’t remember it raining like this since I was about ten years old. I am so happy right now I could bust.