Running in the rain...

Last weekend Mario and I went to the movies, and when we came out of the theater it was pouring rain.  He asked if I'd like to wait while he went to get the car, and I was like, "No, it's not that bad". And he said, "Are you sure? You can stay dry here and I'll pull up to the curb".  Again, I said no, and I realized it was because I wanted to run in the rain.  So, I ran ahead, across the parking lot, getting soaked... and loved it.  I find it exhilarating to run in the rain!  I don't know what it is, but I like it.  It's just simple fun.  Maybe it makes me feel like a kid.  Whatever.  I'm a dork, I know.  And I am so not the girl who worries about her hair getting ruined or makeup running down her face.  Don't get me wrong... I love me a cute outfit and pretty hair and makeup!  But I'm kind of a low-maintenance girl.  I don't stress about a broken nail or chipped polish, which I rarely wear anyway.  That's just not my thing.  So, I got to the car, a little out of breath, and smiling from ear to ear... and waited for Mario, because he isn't a dork like me, and would rather walk.

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