PREFACE: If you don't know me at all or haven't spent more than ten minutes with me you may not know that I am borderline obsessed with beards/facial hair. I don't really know what it is about this follicular art form that makes me so happy, but I do know it's weird.
As I said in a previous post I recently started a "big boy" job where I have to wear slacks and deodorant and carry a briefcase. It is a weird chapter in my life, but I actually really love my job. The only thing that makes having this job difficult at times, is my lack of facial hair freedom.
I saw my whole face for the first time in 4 years about a week ago, and though my wife was and is frustrated that I did not vocalize my intentions to do some northern hemisphere landscaping, she told me that I look cute and younger, and she likes to be able to see what I looked like when we got married. Don't get me wrong, I love it when she thinks I am cute, mind you, I don't get it(i think it may be her penchant for older, graying men), but who doesn't enjoy a compliment? Here is the issue though, my face is FREEZING. It is literally 6 degrees outside with a wind chill below zero, oh, and I am from TEXAS! This has to rank with one of the worst grooming decisions I have ever made (probably number 2, after the "trimming" incident of '99). Logistically speaking this was a bad move, but emotionally speaking it may have even been a worse move. I feel as though I have lost a friend. Okay, that was dramatic, let me try again. I look weird. Better?
Now that you (hopefully) understand where my mind and face have been for the past week (this post is getting a little too long to be about a beard)let me cut to the chase. This morning when perusing one of my favorite blogs I came upon this. After looking this beauty of a post over I have decided something, beards make handsome people more handsome, and they make somewhat strange looking fellas like me less strange looking (i never claimed to be a profound man). Thank you George, Jim from the office and mostly you John a.k.a. Don for providing me with a little closure and perhaps some solace in knowing that within a week I will once again be bearded.