Minoru began the week on Monday morning by informing me that he would be taking me to the barber to get shaved. He got no argument from me—I had had my fun, and the “maintenance” of it had grown tiresome. So we went for another epic “before/after” sequence.
Funny last note on the Mohawk: even though my Japanese father-in-law explained to the barber clearly what we wanted, i.e., everything shaved, the guy asked me three different ways to communicate that all of my hair would be gone. Please let the hair be natural to the floor in beauty. Arigatou.
Just so my Mom knows, I did not cut off bits of this and put it in an envelope for your Christmas present.
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