Not quite wordless today, but pictures are truly worth a thousand words.
My husband is normally quite a handsome man. Cute smile, great hair. I even love the mole on the end of his nose. And I love that his second born son is the spitting image of him.
He had quite a bit of hair when I met him 16 years ago.
Not to say anything about the quality of our marriage (LOL) but his hair has receded quite a bit in the 14 years we have been together.
But he has ALWAYS been very particular about his hair style. He likes it short, and gets quite grumpy if it gets long enough to touch his ears.
I like that he cares about his appearance. It was one of the numerous things that I liked about him before I really even got to know him.
But this week has a been a very strenuous week financially (as have they all) and I told him that he would have to wait until Friday to get a hair cut. Not because I'm the boss, just because I know exactly where every penny needs to go between now and Christmas in order to try to get December's mortage paid before January 1st.
He has a hair clipping kit that he has been nagging me for weeks to use on his head. He trusted me, but I didn't and I flat out REFUSED.
Then I got a call at work tonight.
"Uh, Kristi, I couldn't wait."
"I tried to cut my hair but I couldn't reach some spots."
But sadly, it was true. I wish I had taken a picture of the head I found when I got home, but I didn't want to have it embedded in my memory forever, although it would have made the blogging story much more effective.
So NOW I had no choice but to try to see this through. Let me show you the back after my attempts at fixing:
I actually think it turned out okay.
Now brace yourself......
There was so salvaging the top and front...it was too far gone and my only choice was to keep on going and know that it will grow back.
Maybe we can transplant some from his chest
Let's chant this together...
"IT WILL GROW BACK, IT WILL GROW BACK, IT WILL GROW BACK..."
Am I convinced yet?
We were going to go get family portraits for Christmas. I think we will now wait until Valentines Day.
Doesn't he have a cute smile, though?
Have you ever cut the hair in your family? Do you have any tips, since he is crazy enough to believe that I could do it again?