Christmas Haircut

I got my before-seeing-family-at-Christmas haircut yesterday. I couldn’t believe how many people were gathered there right at opening time. I was fifth in line. Fortunately, two of the people ahead of me just wanted a wash and a blow dry. How lazy is that? “I don’t want to wash my own hair… I’m going to have someone else do it.”

Anyway, someone called Amanda cut my hair. At least, that’s what the Christmas card stuck to her mirror said her name was. I love this haircut! It rocks! She did a great job making my head look round. I’m always concerned that it’ll end up looking square.

Here is a picture of Amanda’s awesome haircut. The biscotti is for scale.

I’m off to the airport. Here’s hoping I don’t crash…