I blame Lisa.
I couldn’t wait any longer to get rid of the Fozzy Bear. I want a Jerry Garcia or nothing. I’m not a hairy guy… no Sasquatch back, no gorilla arms and legs, and definitely no 5 o’clock shadow at 10 aye emm. If I can’t successfully fill out a Jesus beard or get 27% into a ZZ Top, then why bother really? Heh. Seriously, it was bothering me to be that unkempt. I thought that if I told myself I could shave it when I hit my little gym goal, that would make me work harder toward it. It didn’t. Oh well. The worst part about freshly shaving a beard is the face shock that happens. I have really sensitive skin on my face and neck. Not shaving for a while and then starting again is not a happy experience. I look all sad or angry here… or something besides what I am at the moment… which is hungry, sore, and uncomfortable. I was fiddling around downstairs and decided to grab Henry for a quick documentary shot of the post weed whacking. As you can see, he is thrilled.
I picked up The Worlds Fastest Indian on BD today. I’m an Anthony Hopkins fan, so I hope it is as good as I’ve been told. Assuming I don’t fall asleep on the couch trying to finish it, I’ll let you know.
A little sad maybe. No way you could look angry holding wee Henry.
What you do look, however, is bloody gorgeous. I’m very happy to take the blame if I must.
I think you look great and clean shaven suits you more in my opinion. Henry looks cute too.
Post. Weekend. Whacking. Not exactly what I expected to read! LOL
Seriously though, great pic. Henry is soooo cute and Lisa is right. You look great!
This is the most beautiful photo I’ve seen of you in some time.
One of the girls in the orifice walked past my monitor and gave a big, “Holyshitwhoisthat??”
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