My last cute pictures with long hair:
I got more than 10 inches cut off. My neighbor Sara is amazing at short haircuts and I have been wanting to get rid of the locks for quite some time. The only problem was, she was scheduled out 3 months! (See, I told you she was good) After she took the first whack she scooped up the hair from off the floor (I took Rachel with me and Rachel thought the hair on the floor made good stomping grounds) and there was at least enough hair to outfit 3 mannequins. Then she finished all the trimming and lo and behold, on the floor lie enough hair for another mannequin! Sadly, I couldn't donate my hair (or maybe with the economy the way it is I would've looked to make a few bucks) because over the past 3 years I've gone back and forth between blonde and brown too many times. Oh well, at least it's gone. (By the way, Sara told me she'd never seen someone so calm having so much hair cut off. It was time.)
No, Jeff is not a wimp, making his wife cut down his Christmas tree. He was busy taking Jaki back to the pickup and saving her from frostbite after she took off her gloves and bare-handed the snow.