Behold the newly coiffed face that has one man fantasizing about me as a dominatrix, and which only scares the hell out of other men, and children.

Except my own children:

Actually, Everett may quake in his boots upon sight of me as well, but not when I'm smiling. He got a haircut too.

Before our appointments we stopped to see Grandma, and Everett trudged through the deep snow to refill the birdfeeder that hangs on her window: