Had a Annual Conference training event downstate Monday and Tuesday. Started heading home and ran into the first big winter storm of 2008. I'm stuck at a hotel in Mackinaw City. While it may be a happening town in the summer in the winter it is shut down. So here I sit hunkered down.
I haven't had a haircut since June of 2007. I'm not sure if it was a conscious decision or not, but I just decided to go for a different look [not to mention save some coin].
Being 38 going on 39 I figured that there were only so many more years I could pull off the neo-hippie look and get away with it. I've had my hair long several times in my life and like it pretty well. As I get older though my hair shape takes on a mind of it's own...it sprouts wings! If I was moving fast enough I swear I could get lift!
Let me tell you I've had a lot of different comments over the last 8 months. Some simply out of curiosity and some out of concern [afraid I was going to start shaping my hair into Willie Nelson style braids].
Anyway, today was the day: the first hair cut of 2008. It was held with much fan fare and celebration. So I thought I would offer a few before and after pics...
Its been a rough few weeks "dealing with death here" as Jon's brother Ben coined the phrase while planning Jon's funeral.
Its also been amazing at how many times I have found myself smiling when something happens that sparks a memory and ushers it out from the cobwebs.
I was working in my church office this morning when my wife called me from her mobile phone, she was passing by the church taking the kids to the park. When I answered she said, "Honey...the sh#$*er was full." She told me there was a camper that someone had left for the afternoon in our church parking lot.
Now anyone who knows that familiar phrase [the sh#$*er was full] knows that it comes from the movie Christmas Vacation. It was one of Jon's favorites and every Christmas, whether together or apart, we would watch it and quote it to each other until we laughed ourselves silly [yes...I do understand that even admitting to watching this moving will knock me down a few points on the sanctification scale].
When I went out into the church parking lot this is what I found: