Cleanup on aisle five. I decided to clean up my act today and dug out all of my grooming tools and then realized I needed professional help, so I went up the road to the local barber shop.

There are just some things you can't do by yourself, and the 81 year old barber named Raymond did a great job. He told me about losing his wife last July and I told him about Piper. He said it was the hardest thing he's ever gone through, but it get's easier with time. Now he's just lonely, and I understand.

I think I may have talked him into taking a cruise by himself. Then I went and got an oil change, then stopped at Walmart looking for a flower I can plant out in the bed. They were too busy but any suggestions would be appreciated.

Update: As the day has progressed, I marvel at the transformation. The barber trimmed off all of that side beard I've been growing since Belize last summer. I had hair growing out of my ear an inch long that was just blending into my long hair, so nobody noticed. Zapped! Eyebrows trimmed, back of my neck shaved.

My prescription shades have needed an alignment badly, so I finally went in this afternoon to the eye doctor and got it done. As the nice little old lady is fussing around the fit on my ears, I thought, thank god...

On the flower front, Crissinda recommended Peony or Hydrangea. Jessica wanted to know some more details, so I said I want a perennial, big growing plant with deep roots to reach my baby below, in a three foot by two foot space. In the sun all day long. She's working on it...