I used to work with a woman who would always say, “You know someone is cheap when they cut their own hair. Now that is cheap!” I never once chimed in, “Ummm…I guess that would make me cheap.”

Well technically, my husband cuts my hair most of the time. And I prefer to call us frugal because spending $50 or more on just a trim that nobody notices (which is what I want most of the time), seems outlandish to me. I would rather spend the money on a yummy dinner, a new shirt, buying a garden gnome…anything, really.

And my husband is good at cutting my hair and he’s not a hairdresser by trade. I’ve had hairdressers comment on how well my hair was previously cut and praise his handiwork. He is always full of tricks and hidden talents. He’s been cutting his own hair for years, but how he got so skilled at cutting women’s hair is still a mystery to me. He explains that he grew up living with his mom for many years and spending time with her girlfriends. So, I guess he learned this invaluable trade through osmosis and being in an estrogen-filled house?