ARGH!
Yeah, I was elated about my monthly deposit. Now that it is here, I am in soooo much pain. Feels like someone is trying to rip out my spine from my asshole. Needless to say that our thrift shop excursion was delayed until I can stand up straight with a smile on my face... Joe cut his hair and that was a bit of a shock even though I had seen pics of his clean shaven cranium. I got to sheer off the last lock of hair. His hair was like midway down his back and now he has peach fuzz. The irony is that my mom has "hinted" that he needs to cut his hair to get jobs and all that jazz. So when I told her that he cut it off she asks me "How does it look!" Man! Her fears have been allayed that my beloved does not look bad bald. I'm almost tempted to follow his example...
