HAIR, HAIR
Many years ago, Heavenly Father
saw fit to present us with the perfect
pride-buster....our wife.
Regardless of how well me may perform our
occupational task or how articulate or clever
we may think ourselves to be with the pen, our
wife completely demolishes all our pride with the
simple pronouncement...
"My, honey, you certainly are getting balder."
On occasions we have contemplated trading
her in for a new toupee.
Fortunately however, life has taught us that
there is one thing worse than a wife who counts
hairs and that is one who splits them.
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