not a big Limp Bizkit fan
Over the years we've been married, my wife Jere has rarely been happy with her haircuts. All that changed last year when she and I got makeovers from Stacey Handel at Garde Bien Spa Salon. Yesterday, Jere went in to the salon with confidence that whatever Stacey did to her hair would be great. Stacey was excited that my wife, who had let her hair grow long, wanted to go short.
I think the impetus for this came a while back when Jere and I had dinner at Regas with Stacey and her husband. We went out to celebrate together because we happen to have the same wedding anniversary. The ladies thought it would be the perfect opportunity to look at each other's wedding photos, which started giving Stacey ideas for Jere's next haircut. Needless to say, my wife's hair looks fantastic. She kept asking me if I really liked it until I reminded her that she had short hair when we met and when we got married.
I think the impetus for this came a while back when Jere and I had dinner at Regas with Stacey and her husband. We went out to celebrate together because we happen to have the same wedding anniversary. The ladies thought it would be the perfect opportunity to look at each other's wedding photos, which started giving Stacey ideas for Jere's next haircut. Needless to say, my wife's hair looks fantastic. She kept asking me if I really liked it until I reminded her that she had short hair when we met and when we got married.
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posted by Frank Murphy at
11:01 PM
3 Comments:
hmmm....usually i am able to figure out the tie-in between your post and its title. not today.
"not a limp bizkit fan."
because your wife's new haircut makes it all about the "nookie?" or makes you want to "break stuff?" or getting a good haircut was a "mission imnpossible?" you went to that stylist on "faith?"
help us out here, f.m.
This week's obscure reference is brought to you by Bowling for Soup, from the lyrics of "1985."
I read that there is a slightly edgier version of the song by a band called SR-71.
I understood the reference right away, Dad. Nothing against your riddle-solving talents, Uncle Bean, it just happens that I think the same way that my father does (even when it comes to death and decomposition).
But what I'm wondering is, where's the mini skirt made of snake skin and who's the other guy who's singin' with Van Halen?
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