I’ve been to the hairdressers many times in my life time (that’s an indication that I’m not balding, yet). I’m mostly a drive-through type. I go when I have a free 18minutes and 30seconds from my schedule, and make my way to the nearest hairdresser/stylist/barber/butcher, or anyone with a comb and a pair of scissors.… Read more
Month: February 2011
A Valentine’s Day Love Poem, Recycled
I’m far from being considered a romantic by the wife. Apparently taking out the trash is a romantic deed, which she reminds me to do on a weekly basis. But you see, when you live with an angel, sometimes words can’t describe the joy and the love I feel (that’s an excuse to not write, she said).… Read more