beards

i'm not a big fan of the beard... in fact, i kind of loathe it. by kind of, i mean really. on other people, i don't care, but not on steve! :(

so, a few days (maybe weeks ago) steve sent me this email (maybe it was a link... i can't remember now) about some boys growing their beards out until march. i thought it was funny. he mentioned in the email that he wouldn't do it but it would be funny to do... blah, blah, blah...

i shrugged it off... didn't really think about it...

we went on vacation. and when we go on vacation, steve doesn't bring his razor or shave or anything. i can understand that... it's vacation! (even though i still shave my legs! ahem!)

at any rate, i don't mind beard growth then because i know it's coming off when we get home.

he hasn't shaved it yet. so i start getting paranoid and i've been nagging him about his beard. and then i started with the, "but you said you weren't going to do that stupid beard growing thing until march thing..."

and he denied it! he said he didn't say it! okay, maybe he didn't VERBALLY say it... maybe i misunderstood his email... but i don't think i did...

god! it's going to smell like food or something! and he said he doesn't dribble, but i don't think that matters....

so, finally at lunch, i asked him again when he was going to shave it off and he said, "this weekend? maybe..."

maybe???? maybe???? whatever... i'll take what i can get...