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Mrs. Hudson loved it.

Try as he might, Sherlock could not follow the directions. That’s the last time he gets a pattern from Tik Tok.

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Sherlock! You're being followed by a suspicious character!

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Sherlock! You're being followed by a suspicious character!

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Oops.

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I asked her what she thought of the movie. She said it was ok, she fell asleep and was on her phone for a big chunk of it.

DUDE, that is impossible. Wrath of Khan? It can’t be done. I’m going to make her watch the rest of the movies. No phone this time, and I will watch them with her just so she enjoys it PROPERLY.

I exaggerate, but it might be fun.

Went to lay down with a headache and I have just learned my wife watched Wrath of Khan without me.

Yes I’ve probably seen it 40 times and can quote it by heart, but I can always see it again another one or dozen times.

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Went to lay down with a headache and I have just learned my wife watched Wrath of Khan without me.

Yes I’ve probably seen it 40 times and can quote it by heart, but I can always see it again another one or dozen times.

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Saw this one posted without credit on Reddit. Ah well.

“Doing okay?  Need a kitten?” [Lestrade with a kitten]

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Just a little fun in the snow.

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Fun fact: Sherlock’s buzz cut came from a few layers of Justin Timberlake’s hair and the edges came from the parted hair in a bunch of braid tutorials.

Oops.

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Oops.

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Sherlock takes up a new winter hobby.

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Let’s dive back in time. About 15 years ago, I had shoulder length hair. And I was living in a basement apartment, on disability, and was not medicated well. I had some serious ups and downs, and on one particular day, I was so manic that I tried cutting my own hair. I took kitchen scissors and just went and tried to give some dimension to my limp hair.

When the mania wore off, I realized what I did, and I tell you, it looked horrible. My hair was chunky, uneven and a disaster. I look like a member of the Beatles was crossed with a cocker spaniel and thrown into a garbage disposal. I sat in my bathroom and cried.

I had a friend who had a chair at a salon, so I wiped my tears and went to her, no appointment or calling ahead. I begged her to fix my hair. She was very kind and said she could do it, but I’d have to be prepared to go really short. So I said no problem, I just needed to look human again. I take off my glasses and said I trusted her. My prescription is pretty bad so all haircuts require a bit of trust.

She does a great job, I am relieved, and now have a cute pixie cut. It was a drastic change from the shoulder length, but it really looked good. She tells me there are two rules: never do your own dentistry and never cut your own hair.

Flash forward to four days ago. My last pixie haircut has grown out a bit and is kind of mulleting in the back and the sideburns are beginning to look like mutton chops. I’m currently up and down anxious and manic about work, life, and money because I still don’t have a job. So what do I do? I take some scissors and try to trim around my ears to look more presentable and slow down the need for my next cut. And yes, dear readers, I broke the rule from all those years ago and had ruined my hair. I cut off a chunk that shouldn’t have been cut off and it looked bad.

I went to a salon the next day, somewhere I hadn’t been to before. She looked at my hair and said it was going to need to be cut back to fix it. I say to do her best and take off my glasses.

I put my glasses back on at the end and it is quite short, like… buzz cut short. I knew she was using the clippers but I didn’t expect to see so much scalp. But I it’s not her fault, she was fixing my stupid anxiety brain mistake.

I’m now sporting the most lesbian butch haircut of my life. It looks like a haircut, not bad or anything, just.. short. As my dad says, the only difference between a good haircut and a bad one is four days and a hat. It will look better once it has grown back and filled in a little.

But learn from me: if you ever feel impulsive, manic or anxious, stay away from your hair. Since I have failed to learn that twice now.

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Bundle up, John!  It is chilly!

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@marieki. You got it! Have a look at this mistake. I had the wrong layer on and totally goofed that thumb.

Ok, I laughed at this for ages.

Whoever can find the mistake I made on the harp guitar pic gets ten points.

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If Reichenbach theories had happened in Canada.

(not pictured, Jim inside with the heat cranked up and big woolly socks on)

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Ok, I laughed at this for ages.

Whoever can find the mistake I made on the harp guitar pic gets ten points.

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ok, what kind of soup?

Split pea with ham. I'd never made it before, but someone mentioned it to me the other day and i was like... yeah, i'm doing this.

this is from a food blog, mine looked a bit more like baby food than that, but was still delicious.