In thunder ,lightining and in rain

Its a beautiful day today,there's rain and thunder and the leaves on the trees are a new green,the colour of freshly drenched leaves.The large windows of the house ensure a beautiful view and the day is just right for wandering around,under an umbrella.Unfortunately no one in the house shares the enthusiasm.For starters,the mother is terrified of thunder and rain depresses her.The husband on the other hand thinks this is perfect weather to watch a movie and eat hot spicy snacks.So here I am a poor old enthusiast trying very hard to drum up some spirit.
With all my pleas falling on deaf ears,I decided to take the law into my own hands so was busy getting ready to walk,umbrella and shoes at the ready.Unfortunately the mother spots me and all hell breaks loose.She is convinced that I will be struck by lightning or crushed under a tree(never mind that there are hardly any trees around) and her hysteria gets to me(didn't know I was so wanted,guess i am expected to feel loved etc etc but this is a bit much).So as a compromise i take the car.Its great fun to drive in the rain,hardly any traffic and I simply love the sound of splashing through puddles(would love to be barefoot and splashing but good daughter that I am i defer to parental authority).Glad to escape and be out in the open I head for the library,later it seems like perfect weather to have a cup of tea with a friend and catch up(she was here the last morning so nothing much to catch up so obviously she is an escape)I had every intention of going to the nursery to check out some plants,veggie shop to chat with the veggie man and get some fresh veggies but all that is not to be.Damn the mobile phone,I cant ever escape any more,I am always found.Its the husband wanting to know if I was planning to come home(the veiled glee in his voice is a dead give away,the mother had got to him).A lecture later I am home to face a happy husband(trilled that the mother is going on hammer and tongs at my irresponsible behaviour.....being out in the rain in a car if you please)and a hysterical mother.I fail to understand why she has such little faith in my driving ability or my simple common sense.I am convinced my mother has regressed to the time when I was a teenager.Now I am constantly monitored,she needs to know where I am and who I am with(its no help that the husband is lapping it all up happy that the mother is able to achieve what he hasn't in ten years).Well it looks like I have been outnumbered so here I am a forty year old teenager who has been grounded for not keeping curfew.Oh dear c'est la vie.