BEARDFACE
I'm home for Thanksgiving Day, once again, and it's good to have mom and dad back this year (last year, they were off on their mission). Family dinners always seem so much more organized when my mom is spearheading them.
I brought a surprise home this year. No, not a girl, unfortunately, but I brought the next best thing: a beard! That's right, starting November 4, I started growing a beard for the first time in my life.
I got some amusing reactions. One of my nephews stared at me with his mouth agape. My mom and dad just looked at me and laughed. My older brother said, "I think your face is moldy."
I, for one, am actually not wild about the beard and will most likely shave it off, maybe even tomorrow. Maybe I'll give it another shot further down the road but as of right now I think I prefer being clean-shaven.
I brought a surprise home this year. No, not a girl, unfortunately, but I brought the next best thing: a beard! That's right, starting November 4, I started growing a beard for the first time in my life.
I got some amusing reactions. One of my nephews stared at me with his mouth agape. My mom and dad just looked at me and laughed. My older brother said, "I think your face is moldy."
I, for one, am actually not wild about the beard and will most likely shave it off, maybe even tomorrow. Maybe I'll give it another shot further down the road but as of right now I think I prefer being clean-shaven.