when bad things happen to good people

Tyler and I had an eventful mutual activity this past Thursday. It was a combined activity and the laurels wanted to do a where's waldo activity.

It meant that the young women and young men leaders along with the bishopric would dress up in a disguise, but something that people would actually wear/look like, and then we'd try to find them at the mall. Whoever found the most leaders and got their signature would then win.

I had to work that day until 2:00pm so I decided I wasn't going to dress up, but instead I'd organize the rides to the mall.

We were having a blast. I had a group of 5 with me. Everything was going great until we found my husband. My husband who didn't tell me at all what he was going to do for this activity, or ask for my help. We found him looking like this:

At first we all thought it was a bald cap. But lo and behold he shaved his head! Not on a number 1 attachment, but took a razor to his head and shaved it! The activity turned pretty sour for me once we found him.


After the activity he had a volleyball game. So I got home and he was gone. But when he got back the damage was worse than with that make-up on. I was so upset, and mad. I've now gotten over it. But I really don't like being married to a porcupine.