When your son tells you he wants a mohawk, what do you do? In our case, I got the clippers and gave hime one. My father always told me how to wear my hair so when Jesse wanted his long I said ok. Cueball, if that’s what you want. Well, now its a mohawk, let me get my clippers. Does that mean he is an all out punk rocker, nope. He just wanted to try it out. No harm there because unlike my hair, his will grow out. Does it matter to us, not really. It’s what’s on the inside that counts, not the outside. I would much rather have him be himself than feel pressured to be like everyone else. Mohawk or not, we love him and are more interested in the man he will be than the haircut he has.
Let’s see I went to Palm Springs for the ESRI Developer Summit and sat in sessions with a bunch of GIS programers. What fun that was!
It was nice to get out of the cubicle for a few days, but I really missed coming home at night to my family instead of a hotel room. This past weekend I worked on my “to do” list around the house. I got the swamp cooler all ready for summer and as you can expect we had the weather turn colder.
I also put together a screen for a window that never had one. Boy is that a frustrating do-it-yourself job!
I think I will pay someone to do that before I try it again.
