Today was my day for a haircut. I had a different selection criteria. I had noticed a hair salon for men in a strip mall by our neighborhood WalMart. They took walk-ins and the price was right ($14), so I had them cut my hair. I think the result was fine, but Renee thinks it is too short. However, she always says that after my haircuts. She tells me that I am not on the BYU faculty any more, but I reminded her that I need to be an example to the full-time missionaries.
The man who cut my hair is Palestinian and is Muslim. He has family members who are Christian. His father was a university professor. His family has lived in several countries, obviously including the U.S. We had an interesting conversation. And since his shop is close, I will go back.
Even though today was Friday the 13th, I suggested that we have our Valentine's Day dinner. Tomorrow, we will be involved with rehearsing for our choir event, and I am not sure what our day will be like. So we skipped lunch and went to an early dinner at the Cheesecake Factory in the nearby mall. Even though it was 4 pm, we had to wait 15 minutes for a table. The meal was fine, but we had a difficult deciding which cheesecake to order from their 20 alternatives.