Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haircut. Show all posts

Monday, 13 April 2009

Headline News


I had expected a last minute objection from Sam when it was time for his haircut on Saturday morning, but he went off willingly with Robbie without any sign of reluctance. From my point of view it was a win-win situation, an hour of peace and quiet and smart hair cuts for the men in my life. When they returned I was pleasantly surprised, Sam no longer had that annoying floppy fringe, his hair had been thinned considerably and it was cut into a nice shape at the back. What a difference a girlfriend can make!

Robbie's hair seemed to have been thinned considerably too - but that's a different story! He told me that according to his hairdresser his scalp is showing signs of stress. That doesn't surprise me, as well as the concerns and complications relating to his work, I know that he worries about his legs misbehaving. Recently he has started to suffer with very bad cramp in his legs which leaves him with muscle pain afterwards. It just makes life that bit more complicated, but I have finally extracted a promise from him to go to see the doctor about his legs. I think he has decided that he may as well deal with it because I am not going to give up!

Friday, 10 April 2009

Moving the Goal Posts

Men! Just when you think you have got them worked out they change the goal posts. Sam has always objected strongly to having his hair cut, when he was a little boy he would scream the place down as if he was being attacked. As he got older the difficulty was getting to the hairdressers in the first place because he flatly refused to go. Each time he needed a haircut, I had a feeling of dread, because I knew it would involve a fuss. Robbie and Sam usually go to the hairdressers together. While Robbie isn't yet having to pay a 'finders fee' to the hairdresser his hair is significantly thinner than Sam's thick mop of hair, so much to Sam's annoyance his haircut takes considerably longer than Robbie's. In the last few months he has taken to wearing a ridiculous hat, so it was possible to ignore the problem to some degree and to put off the dreaded moment of the haircut. When Sam came to me yesterday and asked me to make an appointment at the hairdressers for him I nearly died of shock. When I recovered my power of speech I asked why he was suddenly willing to have his hair cut, the answer was simple - his girlfriend wants it cut! Maybe I could give her a list of other things to work on!