AKA: Abby Scissorhands

I'm going to have to preface this post by explaining something. My husband, as I think is the case with most men, is a very hard person to buy gifts for...particularly at Christmas. He has a habit of seeing something he needs or wants right before the holidays and buys it! So, needless to say, he often doesn't leave me with many choices of what to get for him.

This year, one thing that was on his list...brace yourself...was a nose hair trimmer. Romantic, I know! Now, ladies, let's all agree on something here. As men "mature", they begin to grow hair in odd places...ears, nose, their backs! It's as if all the hair from their legs migrates upwards! What is the deal??? Chris didn't have that problem when we were younger, but times are a-changin'! I'm beginning to think I should invent a weed whacker for humans! Oh, I am going to be dead meat if he sees this! :)

Well, long story short, I ended up buying him a nose hair trimmer for Christmas. Now, remember, I did make him a very nice, cozy Dallas Cowboys fleece blanket for one of his gifts, and I got him some running clothes, drill bits (per his request), and several other "cool" items. He was excited when he opened his titanium nose hair trimmer on Christmas morning! Nope, I don't mess around...only the top of the line for my man!

Well, later on that day, he had to give it a try and said it worked like a charm. I could not have been happier! SERIOUSLY! Anyhow, a few days later, Abby and I went up to our master bathroom and she took a look at the trimmer and made note that the instructions said it could be used on eyebrows, too. I explained that it wouldn't be advisable for someone to do that because one could easily get carried away with that little tool.

That afternoon, we had to go to the store for a few things and Abby was sitting in the front seat next to me. I glanced over at her and noticed something a little "different". Her eyebrows looked shorter. So, I said, "Abby, what happened to your eyebrows?" At that very moment, a light bulb went off in my head and I asked, "You didn't use Dad's nose hair trimmer, did you?" She sat there for a few seconds, quiet as a mouse, then said, "Yes." I said, "What did you do???" She explained that she tried to trim one of her eyebrows, but that made it shorter than the other one, so she had to trim it, too. Then, they were still uneven, so....you see where this is going, I'm sure. A little here...a little there. Brittany took one look at her and said, "Your eyebrows look like caterpillars!" We couldn't help but laugh...Abby, too!

It brings to mind something she did when she was about 4 years of age. I came downstairs on Easter Sunday and we were all about to head to church. I, for some reason, looked under our kitchen table to find a huge pile of hair. I'll spare you all the details, but Abby had taken a pair of scissors and given herself a haircut! Thankfully, it wasn't all over her head, just in the back. I was able to trim it up to make it blend in fairly well, but she took off about 3 inches. She might make an excellent travel agent one day...but a hairdresser...not too sure about that one!

So, hopefully, her eyebrows will grow back where she shaved them off and all will be good in the world, once more.