I've gotten a few requests for a photograph of my new haircut. I was planning to post one from the birthday party but, alas, there aren't really any where you can actually see me. But here's one (on the right) that Susanna took before the party.

I don't feel like the person in that photograph looks very much like me, so here's another one taken a few days ago on our deck.
I realize that you can't see all of my hair in this photograph, but this will have to do for now.
I got the haircut in Salt Lake City, on the way back from England (I went there to pick up Susanna). Scott flew straight back to Seattle so he wasn't around and I didn't warn him; I thought the surprise would be fun. I think it backfired because when he came to pick us up from the airport, he couldn't find us even though we were there (maybe he was looking for someone with long hair). I even saw him a few times but before I could gather Susanna and get his attention, he was gone. When we finally did find each other Susanna explained the situation, telling daddy that she was back from Grandma's, and mommy and daddy were back from the long long trip to England, and that mommy's hair broke.
(Eco friendly because showers take 1/3 the time).