As I sit here in the salon, waiting for a head full of color and foils to process, I hear a song that I’ve not ever heard on the radio before. It’s a song I’m very familiar with though. Muse’s Supermassive Black Hole. Hearing the song immediately spins me into one of my regular sessions of mindless musing.
Last week, my daughter and I shared a quiet Monday evening. Just the two of us. Usually during these summer months we go outside and enjoy the evenings on the patio and take walks. But it was a stormy evening so we had no choice but to stay in and entertain ourselves otherwise.
True to form, every 5 minutes my little girl would ask, “Mommy, what are we gonna do this night?” I decided after hearing this question for the thousandth time it was finally time to enact our rainy days plan. Movie time.
I’m not going to beat around the bush. My preschool age daughter loves Twilight. There I said it.
I can’t tell you how many times she and I have watched this movie and it was once again the DVD she grabbed from the shelf. I know it’s my fault. I started this preoccupation. Admittedly, I too love Edward. I mean Twilight.
(I’d be remiss if I didn’t insert here a much deserved shout out to my baby sister. She introduced me to this frivolous behavior.)
This is where Supermassive Black Hole comes in. The song is featured during the Cullens’ baseball game. We turn the volume up super loud during that part of the movie. So loud it drives my teen son out of his bedroom upstairs to again shout, “Why are you watching that crap again, Mom?”
So now friends, you know what my daughter and I do on rainy days and now sometimes Mondays.