If Justin were going to be anything else in this world, make no mistake about it he would be a weather man.
No wait, scratch that. Not just a weather man.....he would be the weather MAN.
I mean, I'm not talking Al Roker here. I'm talking Bill Paxton circa 1996 in Twister. Hanging out with Helen Hunt. Wearing white tank tops and red bandanas. Saying things like, I gotta go Julia, we got COWS!
He's already a legend in his own mind.
Yesterday as were hanging out at the beach, some storms clouds started to roll in. And right away, J jumped into action. Quick, do you have the Weather Channel app on your phone?
The what, now?
The WEATHER CHANNEL app, woman! Do you have it or don't you?
Oh totally. It's right here next to my app for the periodic table. Let me get that for you.
It was right about then that he started shouting out words like cumulus nimbus, cirrus stratus and shelf cloud. Then he grabbed my hand and pointed to a particularly dark cloud in the sky, and he yelled out they're known for producing level F4 tornadoes. As we ran to the car, two entire rain drops fell from the sky and landed on our windshield. Followed by a torrential downpour. Safe inside the car, he looked at me with a knowing Bill Paxton worthy wink and a smile. Saved your life.
Yes J, it's true. You are the weather MAN.
And on the plus side, at least we didn't hit any cows on our way home. |
Life with J&M
