Cutting Crew

It was haircut day today. Yeah, Jen had already given Max a Moe, and wanted a chance at redemption. Me being the control freak father, I grabbed the scissors and away I went. Now, I have consistently said that if Max turns out to be gay it's my mother-in-law's fault. Well, I am still in full belief of this, as I kept Max's attention away from my scissors of death with him staring in a comatose state at a Wiggles video that she gave to him. Let me tell you, the yellow wiggle is gayer than Uncle Steve. Their songs are gayer than anything Depche Mode ever did. Gayer than Dave and Wendy going to an Indigo Girls concert.

Anyway, it is good to see that Papi is developing skills for the future. People say that you need to always plan on losing your job. I now know that I can be a barber and a minister. Up next, tranny bartender at El Gato Negro. Max's haircut is AWESOME. Layered nicely, and everyone noticed. I guess I'm still not sure if "Oh, Max got a haircut" is a complement, but I will take it as such, being that everyone saw the subtle Clooneiesque stylings that I gave our young Guatemalan boy. Before and after shots are provided for your confirmation.

Yesterday, our neighbors invited over some Mayan friends that Jen sees in the park on an almost daily basis. Ruth has scammed many an American out of their hard earned $5. She lives in a village close by and has children and very little money. Our neighbors thought, what better way to help out poor people than to invite them over and order Domino's. I have to admit, I think they were on to something. Ruth and her family stayed in our complex all day eating pizza, bread stix, and cinnamon rolls until no one realized the were still here. They then gave new meaning to the term "para llevar", or "to go". She took the leftover pizza, put it in two Domino's boxes, balanced the boxes on her head, along with the remaing 1 and 1/2 liters of Coke, and headed for home. It was quite impressive. I see myself inviting her over for another meal just so I can get a picture. I wonder what she can do with Chinese food.

Finally, we are heading to bed soon and there is loud music playing outside. Normally, I would attribute this to living near the Mega Mall and people testing out the installation of new car stereos. But here, Jen and I truly enjoy the fact that it seems like there is always some sort of band playing music in the area, and we really don't mind. Many celebations, and many people just having fun. That's what we are doing our best to do.

Hope you are too. Wish you were here.

Mark, Jen, and MAX

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