I got my hair cut on Friday for the first time in over six months, and boy did it feel good! It was raining (shocking) all afternoon and evening, so I tried to preserve my 'do enough to get a decent picture when I got home.
I burst through the door and asked Nathan to take a few snaps. He took one. "There you go," he said. He handed me the camera, and I looked at the picture he took. The whole frame was full of just my rear end. Sigh... I'm glad he thinks I'm cute, but really!
After some cajoling, he took a few more.
And then I tried to get some by myself. I think I took 20+ pictures before giving up and settling on these two. I kept capturing images of the stone wall. I don't have very good aim, I suppose. Sorry for the glare in the picture below. I wasn't mad. :)
Thus ends the story of the day I got my hair cut.