Hirsute

I had a hair cut on Wednesday --- just walked in off the street, no waiting.   When asked how much I wanted off, I said, "most of it."   My hair is very short so that when it begins to grow a bit, it feels like a mop.  The woman started on the back and asked if I minded if she did the edge with clippers.  I was happy with that and as she worked, I had a thought.  I said to her that it was a shame that I couldn't get the whole lot done with clippers.  She said that I could as she had a #8 blade, which cut hair just a little shorter than the scissors would do.   Away you go, I told her!  As she was finishing, she put the icing on the cake ------ "And by using the clippers, the haircut is $10 cheaper," she said.    I was delighted to hand over the mighty sum of $15!!!  Yippee.

Yesterday, I finished my blog with, "Added to that, she tested his blood sugar and pronounced it to be excellent for that time of day.  He danced out!!!"

An email arrived from one smart alec daughter this morning, with the tongue in cheek question, "Could he dance before?"   I love this kind of humour ----- it reminds me of my Father.

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