So, I love rain. I always have. As a kid, it meant not going out at recess, and therefore not have to play kickball, which meant no dreaded kickball performance anxiety. Instead, we got a nice cerebral game of Heads Up/Seven Up - the rules and purpose of the game, I've long since forgotten.
These days, rain means I don't have to water my flora. Although, my fauna, lacking opposable thumbs to provide for herself, gets a fresh bowl of water every day, on the house, whether she needs it or not. I'm so benevolent.
Rain also means a good hair day for me. Being a big-haired gal, I require plenty of humidity to keep my hair ridin' high. And in the winter, when everything is so dry and static clingy, I have to settle for a lot of bad hair days. But today, it's looking as good as hair can look, given that the last cut I had was exactly four months ago today. I know, I know - but who has the time? I figure if I can keep it up, I'll be giving to Locks of Love in no time. If I don't get frustrated and get out Matt's electric clippers. Tempting.
So rain, and rain often!
These days, rain means I don't have to water my flora. Although, my fauna, lacking opposable thumbs to provide for herself, gets a fresh bowl of water every day, on the house, whether she needs it or not. I'm so benevolent.
Rain also means a good hair day for me. Being a big-haired gal, I require plenty of humidity to keep my hair ridin' high. And in the winter, when everything is so dry and static clingy, I have to settle for a lot of bad hair days. But today, it's looking as good as hair can look, given that the last cut I had was exactly four months ago today. I know, I know - but who has the time? I figure if I can keep it up, I'll be giving to Locks of Love in no time. If I don't get frustrated and get out Matt's electric clippers. Tempting.
So rain, and rain often!
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