Every once in a blue moon I get tired of long hair. I should have had my mom cut it when I was back in Seattle but it slipped my mind. Come to think about it, I could have had Cherie do it too since she proved herself to be an expert hairdresser when we lived in Anchorage. Chris volunteered but while I trust him completely with numerous things, I was a little hesitate to submit to his untested hair cutting abilities.