A Barber of Seville?

Okay, silly title, I know...

Last night hubby finally gave in and let me cut his hair. I have never been allowed anywhere close to his head with the clippers. After we got the clipper blades adjusted, I think it was fairly painless. (His story may be different).

I once watched a movie where a woman cut a man's hair and it was made out to be a sensual experience. Granted we cut off a LOT of hair, but I don't see how it can be considered sensual when you are both covered in loose, itchy hair. Maybe it's more of a power trip kind of thing...

Anyway when we were done, He looked in the mirror and said "I asked for Matt Lauer and I got Al Roker!" To which I replied, "I can't work miracles!"