Many men (and some women) take part in an annual tradition called No-shave November aka Novembeard aka Movember aka Brovember wherein participants agree not to shave all or part of their faces for the 11th month of the year.
I sort of participated this year. We had some events and things going on early in the month so I didn’t really start until the 18th. As soon as I told Emily that I planned to start, she re-named the month “No-kiss November”. I got a good solid week of growth in before it drove me nuts…I mean before the “no-kiss” part drove me nuts…itchy beard? Not a problem at all!
So last night I decided to shave it off and return to humanity (and kisses). As with most of my spur-of-the-moment decisions, I started this one late in the evening. It takes awhile to mow the man-beard and it causes all sorts of pain and emotional distress.
When I was finally done, I ran into the bedroom to announce to Emily that I had ended “No-kiss November” a little early. She rolled over, having been asleep already , and told me to shut up as she was in the middle of a good dream…