Well, I have been meaning to post this for some time just haven't had the time. After all, the Esther study was very time consuming (a little tongue in cheek here.) Anyway, here is what I get to put up with every year during the month of March. My spouse is a huge basketball fan as are many of the guys at his work. So every year during college basketball's "March Madness" these guys all grow mustaches and compete to see who has the best at the end of the month. I have no idea what the winner wins, possibly a free facial and hair waxing? I do know that they all take pictures of their mustache...so here is Robert's. Ain't he cute?Now I know that when my future husband and I were dating I liked his mustache very much. But after he became an officer he decided for promotion purposes he needed to do away with it. And besides, I thought he looked much younger without it. So over the years I have not missed it and to let you in on a little secret...I still don't! Last month that thing was so prickly I cringed whenever he leaned in for his kisses. So needless to say there were many less kisses from the misses-- no doubt about it we were both kissing deprived. However, I told him if he wanted to keep it that was fine, but to my surprise he actually was ready to get rid of it also. Why? Well, as it turns out, his facial hair is turning gray and he said those gray ones were especially coarse and bothered and hurt his lips too! Hooray for gray hair! Who would have guessed that I would actually say that some day? Hmmm!
