wait, how old am i?
June 21, 2012
Yesterday I had lunch with my mom.
My mom is 81 years old. I am well over half her age. Yup. Old.
She takes one look at me and says “so, what’s with the shaggy hair and no shave?”
I say “what, I hate shaving and Kim hasn’t made me a haircut appointment.”
She kept looking at me funny all during lunch.
When I walked her out to the car, she said “okay, so next time we have lunch, I want your face shaved and your hair cut.”
“Mom, I am old. I have 3 kids, I have a house and a job, and I’m the decider.”
So this morning I shaved (first time in a couple weeks). And asked Kim to get me a haircut appointment.
I don’t understand.
dug 
June 21, 2012 at 8:08 pm
At 81 she may have confused you with that son of another mother…Grizzly Adams.
I’ve don’t know you guys except here…but I’ve a question…did she ask about your underwear ?
(that’s not my real email address, it’s the one I stole)
June 21, 2012 at 11:04 pm
cause your mommy’s good little boy now aren’t you?! mmmmwa!
June 22, 2012 at 7:30 am
So the point of the story is that you are too old to make your own hair appointments?
June 22, 2012 at 8:59 am
maybe. but can we call them hairCUT appointments, and not hair appointments?
June 22, 2012 at 9:10 am
how are we supposed to know if you are just getting a cut or the whole enchilada with styling, drying, gellin, that kind of thing?
June 22, 2012 at 11:06 am
Ah, the invisible, uncutable umbilical cord. Mom’s always have pull – something about giving life, I guess.
June 22, 2012 at 1:24 pm
Your mom can still whoop you if you don’t do what she says.
June 24, 2012 at 11:01 am
“Now, there’s a good boy.”
June 25, 2012 at 9:01 am
That’s awesome. She’ll always be the boss, it’s just the way it is.
July 6, 2012 at 11:07 pm
Ok so your new nickname is Conundrum Dug.
Wear it as a badge of…………explanation.