It's the long February-March stretch at work. There are no more days off until Spring Break unless God sends some snow our way.
Wrestling is almost over, though. I went to the high school after teaching to get a work out setting up mats.
Nana and Pop picked up Shane from school while I helped.
I got a text from Nana asking, "Can we get Shane a haircut?"
I replied, "Buzz that sucker bald."
Which is extra funny, because Nana texted Carrie, too. Carrie replied, "Anything but bald."
My other recommendations ("Mohawk? Samurai topknot?") were shot down in turn.
Turned out well in the end. I had thought about buzzing Shane before Nana and Pop arrived, but was busy.
We said our good-nights and parted ways after a little grocery shopping. The big wrestling day would be on the morrow.
No comments:
Post a Comment