A couple of weeks ago I wrote about my sympathy growth. James and I were letting our hair grow until May when we'd go together for his first actual haircut by a professional.
Neither of us are going to make it that long. It's getting nasty my friends. Yesterday I tucked it under my Blue Jays cap but it found a way to escape. It always does.
The question now is whether we'll make it through the week. I wouldn't bet on it.
