bye-bye hairs.

Last week Kristine and I made our way up to our beautiful town we call home..and that actually means the word beautiful. Yes, BOUNTIFUL ladies and gentleman. We needed my dear friend Kristen's work on our hairs. I was chopping and Kristine was dying. (dying her hair. not dying because I was cutting mine. although she might have been doing both now that I think of it..)

 

I have mixed feelings although I am sure it's because all I do is stare at it. SJ gratefully likes it more than he thought and it takes about one second to wash. I wonder how fast my 9 inches will grow back. . .