Samson

A couple months ago now, Kevin asked how I'd feel if he cut off his hair; I was skeptical. For our entire marriage, and friendship too actually, his hair has been longer than mine and I had really made peace with that being the state of things. How would I recognize my husband without his mane? But that was exactly the point. Where he wanted to be a bear, Kevin felt more like a lion with the thickness that it continued to have, even at the awesome length of well over a foot. He couldn't possibly be serious. I decided that he would forget about it, and so dismissed the question forever.

But he couldn't forget. While I was in Louisiana, Kevin asked again, this time with more urgency, if it would bother me for his hair to be cut. "How much cut?" Quite a bit. I wasn't comfortable with jumping into the decision, so I suggested: "How about you get a good trim up and see if it's just the way it's hanging that's bothering you, rather than the length itself?"

Kevin agreed and we got a shape up at a local barber shop, which came out fine but didn't seem to make much of a difference. "Give it a few weeks."

It was okay. Kevin still felt that something was not right- we talked it all out and on Friday night we spontaneously agreed that a haircut could be good. I parked him in the hallway where the mess would be most manageable and set out to Totally Revision Kevin. It took over five minutes to hack through the ponytail alone, and then I shaped it up until we felt okay about it. The photo documentary below was rendered for your enjoyment.







I think we're actually going to go a little shorter because after he washed it it turned into highschool hair.
So there you have it.

More Boat Stuff, and some others.

So, more boat stuff. Me and Meg just finished the boat we started working on forever ago, which is tight, but it took us way too long. We chose to do some very intricate and foolish, although beautiful things, like the tank trim, which took forever and I don't think I'd make that decision again. But we're finally on to the varnish, which is nice. I like varnishing. So anyway, I think I mentioned earlier that I'm building an oar. If I didn't, there's a lot of back story, but suffice it to say, there's a fellow who wants to move his boat without an engine, so he needs a sculling oar. I'm building it for him. I'm almost done with it, I'll finish it this week, which is very encouraging. After that I'll be able to take it out with him and test it, trying different blade shapes and seeing which works best. So that's what's going on there. I'm excited about that. Then, also for you interested, I talked to Dave, and decided on what I want to build in the wooden shop for myself. I haven't quite talked to him about this boat, but when I spoke with him about the peapod, he was not enthusiastic, and suggested some others. The boat I chose was one of the others. So while we haven't really discussed this, I'm pretty sure he'll like it. I'm going to build a flatiron sharpie skiff. You can look up a picture of one on the google machine, they're pretty sweet. But the best part is that they're easy (ish) to build, relatively cheap, and good sailers and rowers, which is what I'm looking for. I'd like to make it 15' or so, but we'll see what really works. It may be that I need to make it shorter just so I can get it down to the water. Who knows. That's another thing, I need to figure out where to put it, and how to get it to the Sound, and a few other logistical things. But I'm working on all that. For the summer I'm still figuring out what I'm going to do, but there's a summer internship available at the Center for Wooden Boats down on Lake Union, so I'm shooting for that, and it's only open to students in my program, so the odds are good. That's really all for now, perhaps there will be more updates later. Toodles!