And thus, it was declared Mohawk Day.

Happy fourth, everyone!   Josh and I, cube drones as we are, get ridiculously excited about 3-day weekends.  It’s gotten to the point where just relaxing and enjoying the extra day off just isn’t enough.  It’s got to be celebrated in ways completely unrelated to the actual holiday!

Josh spent quite a deal of time thinking of something that he couldn’t normally do on a Friday.  The answer?  Mohawk.

Yes.  That is what he decided upon.   I’m not sure how strict the dress and appearance code is in Josh’s office, but he has to wear a tie every day, so I’m guessing mohawks would be discouraged.

And so Mohawk Day was born.

I can’t wait to see the look on the faces of my relatives at tomorrow’s cookout!

Okay, one more for good measure  (Josh puts this face on whenever he wants me to know that he is SO over the picture-taking):