ouch

I came home from running errands today and thought--truly--that Mike had had some sort of accident involving his hair. There were ragged ends of it all over his neck. I thought it had gotten tangled in something at work and he had to cut it free. Turns out he was just tired of it being long...which is fine, but can he not go get it cut? So I sent him to the hair cutting place, where the girl did the best she could, but he ended up with this early nineties skater cut.

Which is bad enough.

He also shaved off his goatee.

All of it.

But that's okay, because I've discovered that showering takes a lot less time when I don't have to shave anything. Either his goatee will grow back, or I'm gonna be really hairy. Not sure which.