Sunday, February 18, 2007

Oh Say Can You See My Eyes?

Greetings to the good people of Blogbania! It's Sunday night here in Deep Inferno, and as you can see our regular Monday morning hair alert is being brought to you a few hours early this week. That's because tomorrow is Lundi Gras, and I'll be departing at the crack of dawn to participate in a traditional Mardi Gras courir, or chicken run, so blogging will be pre-empted.

Ok, let's review our progress so far.

Two weeks ago: It's lonely at the top

Last Monday: Screaming in a back room, waiting for the big boom

Today: Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees!

As you can see, the fuzz is slowly but surely venturing forth out into the known universe. It seems to be growing fastest in a little ridge along the top of my cranium, lending itself to the aggressively hip soft sweet downy baby-bunny mohawk look. But There's a close race between a little tuft at the back of the crown that's threatening to go all Hare Krishna, and a ruff at the nape that's veering dangerously close to the outer limits of mulletville. At this rate, I'll be having an official bad hair day any minute now.

So come on, everybody, let's all sing along:

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Yeeehaw, pass the conditioner!


Blogger Kimberly said...

A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words...

Well, maybe not so much the fleas, but hooray for your hair growing in, and happy Mardi Gras, Liz.

11:11 PM  
Blogger cc said...


I thought that I had wavy hair
Until I shaved. Instead,
I find that I have straight hair
And a very wavy head.

- Shel Silverstein

11:38 PM  
Blogger Melinda said...

laissez les bon temps rouler!!

2:26 AM  
Blogger Ya Looblue said...

::throws some beads::
::throws mini bottles of conditioner::

10:16 AM  
Blogger layne said...

You've missed it for this year, but GO next year: the women's courrir in Tee-Mamou. On the Saturday before Mardi Gras.

Now THERE are some women with spunk! They tackle men and take their wallets, catch chickens, run off with people's hats, wade into crawfish ponds and come out with their hands full, ride tricycles and push each other in wheelbarrows, sing, dance, somersault and fall down, wearing the traditional country Mardi Gras costumes and masks. Women Acting Up . . . it's fabulous!

11:55 AM  
Blogger bint alshamsa said...

My brother and sister-in-law will be participating in le courir this year. I'm not going to be able to attend, unfortunately. :(

From one cancer survivin', Carnival celebratin' Louisianian, I hope you have a great Carnival mon cher!

Laissez les bon temps roulez, Sugar!!

2:24 PM  
Blogger momo said...

Like a downy chick!

12:06 PM  

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