I did it. I had had enough, and when he woke up with a hair do similar to Beebs I decided to hack it off. Most of it anyway. He was emotional about it. I don't think he liked seeing his blond locks fall to the floor. I am not saying that I did a good job or anything. In fact, I am the first to admit that it is a pretty terrible job, but an improvement, and free. That's how I roll.
I threw in a picture of the miracle of life for the beggars. I was hoping that I wouldn't have to admit that it was my inside starts that are growing. At least I know they are not weeds. I did have Hazel take a picture of me working in the real garden (the one those cute little buds will be transplanted in when they are strong enough), but it is mysteriously not on the camera. "Yeah mom, I got a picture of you." Whatever!
Singing our family song
3 days ago