Last night Andrew redeemed the "One Free Haircut" coupon that Santa left in his stocking. I told him, as I always do, that I wasn't going to make it too short because he really does look nice when he isn't completely bald. He looks nice when he's bald--he just looks "seven." When he has hair he looks nice and old enough to be my husband.
Usually I tell him this and after I'm finished his hair he ends up looking "seven" anyway, with little to no hair left at all. He likes that.
This time though I made good on my statement and his hair is not too short. It looks well trimmed and is still long enough that if I were to nag him, he could comb and part his hair. I like that. It is also short enough that he doesn't have to do it before he leaves for the day. He likes that.
I used four settings on the clippers, which apparently isn't legal. He said that I'm only supposed to use three different lengths. Oh, well. It still looks good.
When we were finished cutting his hair, he said that we should cut my hair because I've been complaining about split ends lately. I consented. I haven't cut my hair since...well, it's been a while. I don't even remember the last time I cut my hair. Perhaps February last year? It was time.
I went to the bathroom and hacked it off with scissors. Then I had Andrew straighten if up with the clippers. It needed a whole lot of straightening!
It's amazing how difficult it is to cut your own hair while looking in the mirror. Everything's all reversed. Needless to say, it took Andrew quite some time to get that mess straightened out, but when he was done, he brought a hand mirror into the kitchen to show me the good job that he'd done.
He walked right up behind me and held the mirror facing the back of my head.
"How's that?" he asked.
"I can't tell," I said.
"Look in the mirror," he instructed and then realized he was showing my back the mirror, "Oh, never mind...let's go into the bathroom."
He'd done a pretty good job but it was still substantially longer on one side than the other. I evened out the front and then he trimmed it in the back so it was no longer crooked. Then I got really brave and did some layering in the front. It actually looks pretty decent.
Well, I changed it. Now it's short. I suppose technically it's the exact same hair style that I had 10 years ago, just a little shorter, but at least it's different enough that people will notice that I chopped it. Usually no one notices because I only take an inch or three off. This time it was probably over 6 inches--that is a big step for me.
It's a good thing that hair grows because I kind of want my long and beautiful hair back. I guess I'll just enjoy the new "do" while it lasts.