Hello,

My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father, prepare to die!

I recently got a bad haircut.  Every time I see myself in the mirror all I can think about is Inigo Montoya.  Being a child of the late 80's/early 90's I can recite The Princess Bride in its' entirety.  Without stopping for breath or to even think about the lines.  I wanted to name my non-existent son Westley but couldn't since she was a girl and my brother-in-law is Wes (he said he didn't mind!)  I had the music at my wedding. 

I do not know what made me think I should get my hair cut by the same stylist that does my husband's hair.  He has had the same haircut for the last 12 years.  Partly it is laziness.  I have only gotten my hair cut about 4 times since I had kids and when I made Chickenbutt's appointment I thought I might as well get mine done too.  Big mistake.  It only took 15 minutes to do both our hair and she didn't even wet mine. 

Tonight I went to have it fixed.  It is now much too short for my liking and layered but at least I went back to my original stylist and had it STYLED.  Now I can start growing it back again under her supervision.