Scenes from a happy haircut

“Yes, how could you tell?” I answered, wondering if someone had tipped her off to my condition.
“You called for an appointment…”
“Oh right. That means you must be Ashley.”
“That’s me! Now what are we going to do with your hair today?”
I sat down in the barber chair and turned to face the music in the mirror. “Well, I’ve shaved my head for several years because of these bald sections in front, and these gray sections on the side.”
“Uh huh,” said Ashley as she starts running her fingers through my hair like she was looking for something hidden in its growth.
“And my wife recently said I should try growing it out again.”
“Uh Oh…”
“Ya, and this happened.” We both look at the painful image of my hair in the reflection, “Bozo hair.”
There is a moment of silence as she can’t really think of anything nice to say.
“Plus the gray color is winning the battle with the brown. I’ve been called ‘grandpa’ twice this week. Is there anything we can do about this?”
“Sure,” she said turning me away from the mirror.
Twenty minutes later the hair had been trimmed, washed and styled. The clown look was gone as was most of the gray. My neck had been shaved with a straight razor, my head massaged while in the sink. And all Ashley asked for in return was $10. She could have charged me $100.
Justin McRoberts

Rice Pudding with a Citrus Syrup
Not sure that I need to say more here. I made some for a dinner party last night and it was yummy enough that another pot of the comfort dessert is being made in my rice cooker for tonight.
Dinner with the Egg Heads.
The four women get together at least monthly. They occasionally include us men for a dinner date as well. Last night was great food and fellowship. Already looking forward to the next time we can scramble our calendars together.
The dog got a bath today
My nose is smiling
Duke is in the Final Four

Tombstone
“Dad, it’s spring break. I have no school tomorrow and there are no excuses not to have Colin and Dennis over tonight to watch Tombstone. What do you say?”
“I’m your huckleberry.”
A) Do share your rice pudding recipe. Yum.
ReplyDeleteB) Technically I'm a Wolverine, but I think I'm required by marital law to say "Go Spartans!" considering they advanced as well.
Carrie,
ReplyDeleteI added a link to the recipe I used back on the article. It was yummy!
It took me a long time to orient to the possibility that you have hair. Your head's been shaved so long I forgot that was something you did to it...
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