At first I found it slightly amusing. Milli Vanilli? Seriously? How in the world did THAT pop in my head? Haha. After an hour I no longer found it amusing. Matter of fact, I began to get annoyed. Milli-freaking-Vanilli? Come on already. They aren't even a real group, are they? Around the third hour, I had bypassed annoyed and was a smidgen shy of hitting my head repeatedly on my desk until either my head split open or the song finally vacated what was left of my brain. Who the hell thinks of Milli Vanilli? I'm pretty positive neither Rob or Fab think about Milli Vanilli. (Oh crap...did I really just remember their names?) After five hours of Blame it on the Rain continuously looping in my brain, and me being mere moments from checking into a lovely rubber room, I gave up. I started singing it loudly and completely off key. Suddenly, it became funny again. Not slightly amusing. I'm talking full out laugh until I cry funny. Go figure.
The minute I decided to stop allowing myself to be annoyed and just relax and go with it, my attitude changed. The rain stopped and the day brightened. I was smiling and laughing and singing completely off key, and loving every minute of it. My day became fun and I can honestly say I blame it on the rain.