I finally got my haircut last Saturday afternoon. The last time it was cut was . . . hmmm . . . December I think, between Christmas and New Years. Yeah, I'm big into my hair, as you can tell. I've wanted to get it cut for awhile now, but I'm always hesitant to cut it short during the last trimester. There's something about a new short haircut on my hugely pregnant self that makes me look like a real pinhead--small head, huge tummy--way out of proportion. I think I'll be keeping it short now. After I got it cut, Bob and I were talking, and I mentioned how people always say men like long hair, but he seemed to like it better short. He said that "Weird Al Yankovich ruined long curly hair for me". So. No more long hair for me, I guess, as I have no deisre to remind anyone of Weird Al.
A funny thing happened after the haircut. Since I don't get anything fancy done with my cuts, I always go to the cheapest place, which around here is SuperCuts. Haircuts there are $14, and I gave a tip of $2.80 on my credit card. The next day, when we got home from church there was a vaguely cryptic message on the answering machine about a "problem I had received with my service" at SuperCuts. I couldn't think of anything so I called to find out. It turns out that when she entered the tip into the computer, she entered $280 instead of $2.80. Yeah, that's a bit of a difference! So the manager discovered the problem Sunday morning and was calling to let us know that she had taken care of it, but we might notice it showing up on our statement. LOL! That's like 12 extra haircuts, which for me is, oh, about 6 years' worth.