Every year before Camp Pigeon Roost – our family’s annual Cousin’s Camp – I get a really bad haircut. It’s a tradition, really. See, a few days before camp starts I start thinking about the crazy amount of pictures that are going to be taken and I start flipping out just a wee bit about the fact that I haven’t lost the weight and on and on and on. So, naturally I think getting a haircut is going to fix everything. Also, naturally, I haven’t made any sort of plans so I just end up walking into a Fantastic Sam’s or some such.
This time it was Wal-Mart. People…it didn’t go so well. This haircut I got? I also got in in 1987. It was actually pretty cool then.
Here is what it looked like in 1987:
I’m the one in the Cosby Show sweater. My cousin Rachel is rocking out the pink bow. As you can see in this picture my hair has been cut into a triangle.
As you can see in this picture from yesterday; my hair has again been cut into a triangle:
What? You didn’t think I was actually going to show you a picture did you? Trust me. This picture makes it look way better than it actually is.