I keep trying to talk her into cutting my hair each week, but Cindi insists that every other week is enough.
For years I was dissatisfied with the stupid stuff - I've got more cowlicks than you can shake a stick at. In the front, in the back, everywhere! Stubborn hair that goes every which way. FINALLY came across a hair cut I could live with - the way I've worn it now for years. Very short. Basically don't have to think about it at all and that's what I love about it. Best of all is that Cindi cuts it - quite a savings over the years.
So why would I want it cut each week?
The alien invaders! They're moving in and taking over and they add their own peculiarity: in addition to not matching in color, they are coarse and stand straight out. MOW THEM DOWN is my solution. I see them standing at attention a week after a haircut. Cindi insists they're just fine. I like it when the suckers are simply plowed under... So I'm feeling rather content this a.m., having swept up those puppies and deposited them in the trash - where they belong. :)