I asked (read that, begged) my husband to cut my hair this weekend. He was a little freaked, but I think he did a good job. I don't have a shot yet but maybe I'll take one soon just to show the evidence that it doesn't look messed up. It's nothing dramatic anyway so you might not even notice the difference.
On a completely unrelated note, here's another shot of our living room. Like it?
This one does.
She takes every opportunity to run into the room whenever the front door is left slightly ajar.
And here's a shot of our nighttime guard, Josephat.
He's a nice guy. Very quiet. We've just caught him sweeping the front yard. Yep.