A hair razing story

I cut my darling husband's Albert Einstein hair this afternoon on the porch, using the electric razor. I warned him I only knew two haircuts: GI Joe and Kojak, but he took the risk, and looks very GI Joe buzzed. He looks very *strange* to me, head smaller, a different shape than what I'm used to with his wavy, thick hair sproinging everywhere.

My darling daughter laughed to see it happen, and likes to pet daddy's head. The boys were just relieved that they weren't next.

I'm probably going to get my hair trimmed at OVFF, to contribute to the filk fund that once took me to FKO as a guest. My ends are very crispy and blond from being outside nearly every day this summer doing yard work, and the brown red growing in looks like a complete different thing. Swimming has split ends, too, so it needs some lopping.