one more Pueblo haircut update

At the park, Zoey and I saw a dedicated daddy, chasing his kids around with a big smile. This time, though, no mullet. It was more of a 70s/early 80s feathery cut. His hair was almost down to his shoulder's and cut layered, almost feathery around his face. Think journey keyboard player, or maybe Joe Walsh. Better yet, think of that guy in high school in 1983 who was in a band and wore those tight levi's jeans that rode high in the waist and had a tapered leg. This guy was probably in a band now (yeah..a cover band, playing Eagle and Journey and Joe Walsh songs...).

He was perfectly matched with his impossibly blond mom-looking wife, who wore a white sweatshirt with an American flag on it. Perhaps in the 80s, in high school where they met, she was the ultimate band chick, but now she looked more like an 80s mom. Her hair was short and easy to style, almost Dorothy Hamil-ish, and she also had high-waisted tapered jeans. She bugged me, not because of the way she looked, but because when I drove up she assumed I was dropping off her child. When she realized her mistake she screamed aloud in a high school voice, sounding like she just accidently said something embarrasing in front of the cute boy in history class. It was very irritating. This town is getting irritating.