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| Instruments of doom |
The time had come. Really, the time had come several weeks if not months ago. The time when Paul desperately needed a hair cut. We just kept putting it off, whether for money or time, or just forgetting about it. His hair had grown into a long mane of something... indescribable.
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| Our humble barbershop |
A few days ago, we decided to try the economical approach to grooming. We went to Wal-Mart and invested $26 in our very own hair-cutting at home kit. Today was the fateful fruition of our decision.
I set up a make-shift barber shop in our Crictchen. We both needed a few shots of gin to calm our nerves. However, since there was no gin around, a scoop of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream had to suffice.
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| Snip snip |
With trepidation, Paul donned his fated cape. With still greater trepidation, I turned on the razor. Paul held his breath, I closed my eyes, and SWIPE! A severed lock fell to the floor. That wasn't so bad. I kept swiping and snipping for half an hour until things looked pretty even and I couldn't find anything else to cut.
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| Paul admiring his new doo |
The result? Paul's hair is really really short!!! We both kind of like it. It's growing on us anyway. (Hopefully) ;-) Judge for yourselves:
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| Feeling 20 pounds lighter!!! |
YAY!!! "Yay" for "you cut Paul's hair," and "Yay" for "Paul finally got his hair cut!" :D
ReplyDeleteou can go to the library and check out hair cutting books too. I read a LOT of book as I was learning how to cut Dad's hair.
Congratulations on a job well done! Grandma also cut mine last week. Keep up the good work and us guys will be able to set up a barber shop for the three of you. Love, GM & GP
ReplyDeleteI know I love it whenever my woman grabs hold of a razor, closes her eyes, and takes a SWIPE at my head! Woo-hooo!
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