What Makes Me Laugh

Last Sunday morning I was washing my face and getting ready to take a shower when Doug came in the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and said, “Hey! Our hair looks a lot alike!”

Not a statement a woman wants to hear from her husband early in the morning, especially since I got a short haircut for the summer that I wasn’t entirely pleased with. Anyway, he convinced me to find some humor in it, not touch my bedhead, and go outside for a couple of self-portraits with the camera.

They say couples start to look alike as they age. I’m just hoping I don’t grow any facial hair to prove that theory.