Desperate times call for Desperate measures..

Jason just decided that since times are tough around here that we are going to donate plasma twice a week..we will be rolling in the big dough.. I let him know that I refuse to donate, I am scared of needles {does that suprise you?} Not that I would not like to donate, but you get my drift. So Jason just decided that {HE} will be donating plasma twice a week not me. Thanks for supporting our family your the best!

Tonight he gave himself a hair cut {because you know times are tough} he asked me to trim up around his ears and the back of his neck..by the time I was done with his ears he was bugged by how slow I was making this hair cutting process..so I got upset because I was doing my best and was just trying to make it look better..I walked away like I always do and then he begged me to come back and trim up the back but I refused..and why wouldn't I. Next thing I hear is him with the clippers trying to cut the back of his hair! WOW! dont ever do that one again jason ha! I was mad at first but now I think its hilarious!