16 minutes | Sunday, June 9, 2019
Every month or so, my Lady Wonder Wench looks up at me sweetly, smiles softly, and murmers..."You need a haircut." She never said that to me once before we got married. Now she says it about once a month.
We were at an Andrew Rieu concert recently. Andrew Rieu is a vilonist with a classical orchestra and bushels of hair to spare. He stands on the stage, sawing away at his violin and waving his hair all over the audience. All the women in the audience were swaying back and forth urging him to toss his hair their way. Some women have been known to toss various still warm items of their underwear at him...which encouraged him to even more tossing of his hair.
Right there in the middle of that estrogen eruption the other night, right in the middle of a sway, my Lady Wonder Wench looked up at me sweetly, smlled softly and murmered, "You need a haircut." I am told many women have monthly problems. My hair seems to be her monthly problem.