>> Monday, November 10, 2008
I got a haircut this weekend. Whenever I get a haircut, they never shave low enough down my hairy, hairy neck. So Pharmie, my wife, always gets out the clippers and shaves lower down my neck.
She always wants to shave more, but I always say, “That’s where I was meant to have hair.” She’d rather “touch up” my neck, my shoulders, and those 2 patches that have inconspicuously started to grow half way down my back on either side.
Well, this weekend after my haircut, Pharmie got out the clippers, and I said these words that she’s been waiting to hear:
“You have 2 minutes. Shave wherever you don’t want hair.”
Her eyes lit up! She was giddy!
When she was done, the sink was filled with back, shoulder, and neck hair: