I’m not sure how many men out there are manly enough to shave off their wife’s hair when they request it, but I’ve got one of them.  He is my champion.   The Red Viper to my Tyrion Lannister in a trial by combat, except successful (spoiler alert for Game of Thrones fans! Sorry!).  He handled the buzzer with focus and experience, though I can’t imagine it was easy to approach me with it.  And Jenn was there to step in with the scissors when my lions’ mane was too much for the buzzer to handle.  In the end it was a successful feat.  My hair is mostly gone, save a quarter of an inch or so.

It wasn’t a fun experience, but it was an experience.  And I’m glad my handsome champion was by my side, doing the difficult thing that had to be done.  And it did have to be done.  My beautiful hair was falling out in consistent handfuls.  It just became too much.   Too messy and too difficult to keep experiencing minute after minute.  So now it’s done.  I’m bald.  And I’m told, two baldies are better than one!  Yes, I was told that by my fellow baldie.

It’s certainly weird being bald after having longish hair for the better part of 35 years.

Here are some baldie observations:

(1.)             It’s cold in this world!  Holy moly!  It was the first thing I noticed as soon as the hair came off.  I was freezing!  I know you all are going through a heat wave and all but it’s been a lovely 74 degrees in here for the last 2 weeks.  And 74 degrees with hair and 74 degrees without hair is are two very different things.

(2.)            I shaved my head yesterday, so I’ve had one night of sleeping on it.   It was basically like I was a porcupine and my spikes fit perfectly into the little spaces in the fabric of my pillowcases and pillow.  It was weird.

(3.)            It only takes me 5 minutes to shower (one handed might add, since I have to keep my port dry).

(4.)            In reality I don’t really feel terribly different, but in pictures, I feel like I look like I have lost an appendage.

(5.)            I also feel like Katniss Everdeen.  I know, I know, Katniss never shaved her head, but the Hunger Games is on TV right now and I feel pretty badass!  So Katniss it is.  Where are my bow and arrows?

(6.)            I have an evenly shaped head with no significant canyons or ridges.  God is good.  Sorry to my nephew Matt if you are reading this!  I love your head 🙂

Here is a quick photo tribute to my hair.  See you soon friend…