Well it's official

What's the first thing I did when I got home from my last day of work?  We'll watch the videos and find out.

After some initial hiccups, like the clippers support duck tape failing and the clipper subsequently tearing my hair out rather than cutting my hair out, Pete managed to ramshakle it together....aaaaaand....

ACTUALLY CUT MY HAIR!

We really had time to bond and connect...it felt good.

From this.....

TO THIS!!!! Skater steps anyone?  Yeah...I think so.

Why not give myself a haircut that warrants an overall untrustworthy vibe from strangers?  Should come in handy.  Thanks to my detail oriented mechanic friend, Pete, the haircut was a success.  Special thanks to Sneaky Pete on the clippers and Recovery Bike Shop's very own Brent Fuqua on the STEADY camera work.

My mom is gonna be so pissed, but in reality it's the least of her worries.

Lani's hair is in my hands...see what unfolds.

From the streets of Minneapolis,

Maggie