BANG!

hahahaha...okay. I've been in desperate need of a haircut. I've been putting it off trying to decide how brave and original to be. I finally chickened out and went for a style similar (okay, pretty much the same) as I've had for a very long time. I washed my hair, rolled up the bathroom rug, pulled out the folding chair, called my mother in, and handed her the scissors. I just love my mother, and I love what she charges for a cut... "Free" suits my pocketbook just fine.
All was going well... she was meticulously following my instructions and the five example photos I had printed out for her. The bangs looked just right... "except for that little corner that doesn't blend quite right." I asked her to trim it a bit.... Still not right.
"A tiny more."
"Now fix that part."
"Oops, now a slightly steeper angle.... um... oh no."
"What now? Is there a way to fix that?"
"What if we comb it this way?"
"HA! You look like a MAN. A man from the 70s! Get Kauri in here. Ha, that is hilarious!"
"Thanks, Mom."
"Where's this little piece coming from?"
"What if we cut...."
"PUT THE SCISSORS DOWN!"
By this point my mom and I were laughing hysterically. The worse the bangs got, the harder we laughed. Tears were rolling down my face... One might assume it was because of my awful bangs. But really it was just too funny.
Thanks for the cut, Mom. I like it. (and i take full credit for the bangs.) :)