Barber Poles

One to always look for the silver lining, I am struggling today to find something that makes me happy about getting my son's hair cut. Since it's a FIGHT each time, this is a bit of a stretch.... I will say that the instant it is over I am flooded with happiness b/c it means it will be another month before we go through that again..... that's about the best part!

Perhaps in the spirit of today's activity I should just talk about something else along the same lines: barber shop poles. I am not really sure how they originated (maybe that's something I should look up and upon which I can fill another post), but they are coolest. I think that there is something about them that makes EVERYONE happy. It's a nice bit of nostalgia. It makes me think of the days when there was little more exciting to do - aside perhaps a field trip to the fire house or a trip to the day-old bread store! (The latter was mostly just exciting b/c it was one of the few times my mom might shell out for a fried pie or twinkies or some other virtual delicacy for a child....) It conjures images of red sparkly vinyl chairs & keds & station wagons!