After I got up and took a shower I had to get my shit together and run down to get my hair cut.
I should have titled this The Good The Bad and The Ugly.
Better get a puke can ready, you ain’t going to be able to unsee some of this.
First, The Ugly.
I get my hair cut twice a year whether I want to or not.
The only time I don’t either have a Hard Hat or a Baseball Cap on is when I am asleep and even then I nod off all the time on weekends with my hat on.
So I don’t give a fuck about my hair.
Get ready for it,
My Barber loves me though.
You are going to freak out when you see her and wonder why I’m not getting my hair cut every three days.
Quite the little cutie no?
She does a pretty good job of cleaning my old mug up too.
Yes, she is very cute.
She is also my Niece you fucking Horndogs.
I told her I was going to put her picture up here and wait for the comments.
So right after she starts in I get a HUGE surprise!
My kids showed up with an armload of balloons to surprise me.
Blew me away.
The boy figured while he was there he’d get his hair cut too.
So that was a blast. I told them I was wondering why they had been so fucking quiet all day, no calls or texts even.
Then when it’s all done I have to figure out what to do with the balloons. They won’t fit inside the Caballero, I wouldn’t be able to see a damn thing. So I took care of it.
I am a very lucky guy.