Haircuts

I hate getting haircuts! First, they are expensive. Second, I am in a new town and don't know where to go. We decided to cut the girl's hair while my mom was in town. She looked in the phone book and just picked somebody. When we arrived and saw the place I told her, "THIS is why you don't just pick a place out of the phonebook!"

Anyway, Tug loves haircuts. If it were up to him, he would cut his hair weekly (residual effect of once being in the USMC). Well, we can't afford to cut his hair as often as he would like so I started cutting his hair a few years ago. 'Haircut night' and 'husband & wife fight night' are synonymous in this house. Now, I thought I was doing a pretty good job but was brought back to reality one morning when Tug heard "Hey, you want me to go kick your barbers a**?" from a co-worker. Why Tug actually told me that his buddy said this I don't know--perhaps he was trying to gently tell me we had work to do. Frankie Avalon said it best Beauty school dropout,No graduation day for you. Guess my credits from a psych degree won't transfer to cosmetology school! That was a couple years ago and either my technique has improved or his co-workers have more couth. We still fight with each and every haircut and I complain whenever I have to do it--though I admit that when he comes home after getting his hair cut elsewhere I feel a little cheated on, he can't win.

Off to fight with cut Tug's hair.