My Wild Saturday Night

I couldn't take it any longer.

I don't know if it was the summer heat getting to me, or the kids breathing down my neck, but I need to live a little.

I felt old and wanted to feel young.
I had fought the urge for way too long.

It was a Saturday night and I just wanted to party like the old days.

The kids were in bed, and Chad was playing the Wii.

I needed to act quickly and quietly. If Chad caught me, he would definitely question me and try and talk me out of doing what I was about to do.

I grabbed what I needed and rushed upstairs, to somewhere I could be alone.

I couldn't think about this too long. I needed to act now.

Oh yeah, this was gonna be fun.

Smile for the camera!


Then clip clip clip.



Once you start, you can't stop.




There is no going back.

I woke up this Sabbath morning a little fuzzy-headed. Did I really do that?

Something like regret seeped into my heart. How could I go to church and face everyone? Would they judge me?

The regret fled, I put on a happy face, and walked tall into church.



This is me, take it or leave it.

(I really do think I am doomed to have short hair for the rest of my life.)