Doppler hair

I have a ton of work to do all of a sudden, so I cannot talk to you, girl.

 

Inboxkitty

Although I don't know how I'm gonna GET to said work. There seems to be an orange herring in my way.

Before I go, though, I did want to show you my psychic hair. When it's gonna rain, I get a curl in the middle of my forehead. Yes, like the horrid little girl.


Curl

Here is what my hair was doing yesterday. And we ended up having a huge rainstorm with flood warnings and everything. So there you go. the Weather Channel should just hire me to go to various cities and see what my forehead does.

Also, thrilled that it keeps raining, because am having an outdoor party weekend after next, and could I need to do more yard work? And does this rain just make MORE weeds grow? Thanks. Thanks, weather gods. Would the weather god be Thor?

See what I'm doing? I am talking to you and I have a ton of work. Okay, goodbye.

30 thoughts on “Doppler hair

  1. You ain’t kidding about a ton of work. Your inbox is FULL!
    I want that kitty!!!
    If it is going to be a light shower do you get a smaller curl? Or is it always the big Nellie Olson no matter the amount of rain? Very impressed.

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  2. I wish we worked in the same office. Then you could be one of those workers who passes your full in box off to the next person who would be me! Oh Henry is just too darn cute cute!
    That Nellie Olson curl is cool for predicting weather but who on earth ever wants to be referred to NO? Yeah, not so much.
    I on the other hand have relocated my self to the mid-west where I get the pleasure of attending to 9 year old twins for the next 5 days. That’s not the bad part. The bad part is the 7 month old p.i.t.a. german shredder. So far this morning he has made me run circles around the house, stop him from eating his own poo and…yeah, the list goes on. Do you think I can find a tennis ball? Apparently my aunt missed the memo about me not liking dogs. Except ‘Lu, cuz she’s sorta like fictional for me.

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  3. Love the Nellie curl. Yes, Zeus controls the weather for Greeks and Romans. But you should probably do a happy dance for Aether, the god of clear skies and a no-no bad dog dance for the Harpies, who are in charge of storms.
    Or you could send some salted fish to Freyr, the Norse god of weather and cover all your bases at once.

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  4. Love the Nellie curl. Yes, Zeus controls the weather for Greeks and Romans. But you should probably do a happy dance for Aether, the god of clear skies and a no-no bad dog dance for the Harpies, who are in charge of storms.
    Or you could send some salted fish to Freyr, the Norse god of weather and cover all your bases at once.

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  5. Love the Nellie curl. Yes, Zeus controls the weather for Greeks and Romans. But you should probably do a happy dance for Aether, the god of clear skies and a no-no bad dog dance for the Harpies, who are in charge of storms.
    Or you could send some salted fish to Freyr, the Norse god of weather and cover all your bases at once.

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  6. That photo of Henry is priceless. Why is it all cats love boxes? Mostly the ones that are way too small for them to get in, but they still try to squeeze those long bodies in to those little boxes. I finally bought baskets for my cats and they both loved them. I still have those baskets for future use. 🙂
    I understand the hair thing, except mine has just enough curl to stick straight from my head which looks like I have wings on the side of my head.
    Did you live in NC during the drought? If not, the rain has been long overdue. Not the floods, just rain to fill up the dry lakes and rivers.

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  7. I love Henri! He is so precious. I bet he wishes he had a curl just like yours.
    We had thunderstorms come barreling through here last night like you just wouldn’t believe! Power to 120,000 was out, and about half of that are still without power 14 hours later. It was the wind that did the most damage. Trees uprooted and cracked and laying over cars and in the roads. Bad stuff!
    Dawn in Austin! I was worried about you. Did you get any of this weather?

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  8. June, you’re totally rockin’ that Big Neelie (heh, that sounded naughty). We’re having big fog here in San Francisco, which means I look like Roseann Roseannadanna.

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  9. I would love if my hair did ANYTHING interesting in the humidity. Instead it goes utterly limp and just hangs there doing no good. I look like a wet mop. Not pretty.
    It’s totally going to storm here today…You can feel it in the air.
    We’re outta here tomorrow, so am looking forward to London and then Seville!
    And, Junie, I’m sorry; I will not be making an effort to read your blog whilst I’m away. You’ll all have to go on without me! Hee hee!

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  10. I’m with Tiff with the Roseann Roseannadanna hair…eets soooo grosss!
    I can tell when the barometer is dropping because my hands get hot. I don’t mean that they are warm. I mean that I could brand you with my hand. So I go around grabbing people saying “you wear the mark of Satan, um I mean Glad-ass!”

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  11. Lisa Pie, so sorry to hear about the cracked trees and loss of electricity. It happens so often here in Memphis that we finally broke down last year and invested in the generator. Now, when the lights go out, we spring into action, hooking up the cords to the beast and climbing the ladder to get them in the house. We did that the other day, and I am convinced that Furry and I are the sole (yet soulful) reason that the power came on the moment we were ready to crank that bad boy and go hunker down in our bunker.
    I hope no one got hurt; seems to me like we never, ever just have rain any more.

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  12. Thor is the god of thunder and I know this because of this little ditty from my childhood:
    The thunder god went for a ride
    Upon his favorite filly;
    “I’m Thor,” he cried,
    His horse replied,
    “You forgot your thaddle, thilly.”

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  13. Thor is the god of thunder and I know this because of this little ditty from my childhood:
    The thunder god went for a ride
    Upon his favorite filly;
    “I’m Thor,” he cried,
    His horse replied,
    “You forgot your thaddle, thilly.”

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  14. Thor is the god of thunder and I know this because of this little ditty from my childhood:
    The thunder god went for a ride
    Upon his favorite filly;
    “I’m Thor,” he cried,
    His horse replied,
    “You forgot your thaddle, thilly.”

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  15. Chelle, who is quietly asking some of June's readers to go over to her blog and identify the flowers she has there. says:

    June, my mother’s hair goes nuts when the humidity kicks up. She hates it, but I love all her curls. I imagine your hair is just as pretty.
    The storm that went through here last night was loud, but otherwise not bad. I hope everybody that got the strong end of it is okay!
    Paula H&B, that is an awesome little ditty. I have never heard it before and I love it!

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  16. My hair, in this incredibly humid weather, develops what my curly-haired best friend and I refer to as the “halo of frizz” — the individual frizzy-curly pieces that stand up off every part of my head, no matter what products I try to load them down with.
    For “Lost” fans out there, my husband recently declared that my hair in the morning is “Claire island hair”. Basically, he’s comparing me to someone who has been stranded on an island with no means of hygiene whatsoever. This is the same husband whose quiet morning habits I wrote glowingly about yesterday. No one’s perfect I guess.

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  17. Is there any place on this continent where it’s NOT raining? I feel like everybody keeps talking about how much it’s raining where they are. Forget global warming. More like global wetting!

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