THE MARGUERITE CHRONICLES – November 3, 2016:

Today, I took Mama to get a haircut. I thought the stylist and I had agreed on things; however, her definition of ‘not too short’ and mine were several inches apart. (In 6 weeks, it’ll look really cute. For now, we lie and say it’s cute.) So, George came home, and in spite of being a man who might or might not recognize a haircut several weeks after the fact, looked at her and said, “Well! You got a haircut!”

Mama glanced up at him with a frown and said, “Who told you?”