I love God's sense of humor

My Mum just called me. She told me the REST of the story....

Timmy called me this morning and told me that someone rang the doorbell and when he opened the door, the guy said, "Excuse me Ma'am.... I mean, sir.... is that your car over there?"

The rest of the story....
Timmy has really curly hair. It's quite thick and long. But my brother is ginormous -- honestly, even though he's my "baby" brother, I'm pretty sure he's over 6 feet tall (if he's not, he's close....) and he's much larger than me.

Timmy closed the door and turned to my mum and said, "Man. I need to get my hair cut."

I almost died laughing when Mum told me that because Timmy likes his hair a lot. But obviously, he likes being all masculine much more than he likes his hair.

We've been trying to get him to get a trim for a while now. God totally has this stuff figured out. All we have to do is wait for Him to do something and it'll all turn out peachy-keen. Timmy got his hair cut later this afternoon.
~MJ