On the way to Summer's

The sun was so beautiful. Xan and I were going to Summer's house so that she could cut my hair and eat some dinner. I love her cooking. So so much. I have only allowed a handful of people cut my hair. She is one of them. I absolutely refuse to go to some salon and have a stranger cut my hair. I feel like Samson. Although I totally do not get weaker when she cuts my hair. Thanks Summer Bummer. I love you.