Razor-toe (my huz) is growing his hair out because he wants to put it in a pony tail. This skeeves me out totally. He’s basically got a mullet that he covers with hats. Thank Goddess for hats. Here’s what is interesting. He is being so freaking SWEET. He is the “career person”, I “stay home”—but suddenly he is cleaning and folding laundry. We’ve been announcing that we are doing certain tasks around the house and then applauding each other. Yes it is silly but it seems to be working. All this niceness is making me forget about the hair problem. And it is ugly.