Not really singing in the rain more like screaming like spongebob in full panic mode

I do believe last night I was contemplating having a childhood moment and venturing out into the storm when I signed off here but the stream of lightening flashes made me rethink that idea.  In a perfect case of be careful what you wish for about 20 minutes before I was due to leave work today I heard the downpour begin.  Of course the designated employee parking is in another zip code than our building(maybe exaggerating a little).  So I gathered just outside the doors at work with about 20 other co workers and customers trying to rationalize running out through the parking lot as lightening strikes make it look like some warped kind of video game and I decided what the hell.  One of my friends stops me and offers to drive me to my car to which I laugh and say I have been wanting to play in the rain anyway.  About two car lengths away from the building another crack of lightening and yes I really did let out a scream like a little girl.  I could feel everyone I left behind in the safety of the awning watching and probably thinking damn she's gonna get fried.  Since I did not take my jacket to work or any one of the three umbrellas from the backseat of my car I was a soaking wet shaking dripping mess by the time I actually made it to my car.  My wonderful car that the windshield wipers only run at the slowest speed unless I turn on my right turn signal then they go into overdrive.  No math homework for my son tonight so I can forgo the feelings of complete failure as a mother and simply relax tonight.  Since it is hockey playoff time I am husband free for now.  Not that I don't love to watch my Penguins kicking some ass but I can tell by the amount of times I have heard him clapping from our room they must be doing okay. Need coffee right now want hot chocolate.  Friday we are having an old fashioned bake sale at work to raise money for Children's hospitals and I want to really bring something awesome so working on a cream filling for a cupcake and we will see.  So the clinic that my husband was going to with the awesome psychiatrist that he really connected with has changed management and names and doctors so he is going to be seeing a new doctor and instead of his appointment this week it will be next month. Oh yay. I am just hoping and praying he likes the new doctor.  The last doctor questioned him about why we aren't legally married after all these years and told him he should do it.  Why is it the doctor assumes it is the mans decision on when we make a step like that.  For the record it has been and always will be mine alone to make and we will probably never enter into a legal union but that is not what marriage is about and certainly not our relationship.  Do I wonder sometimes what it would be like to have a wedding,yes, then I think oh yuck don't want that. So hopefully this new doc doesn't go filling his head with goofy ideas.  Coffee time.