The last day that I shaved was September 1st. This seemingly useless piece of information will be especially noteworthy in 8 or 9 weeks when *********** is born because that will be the next time that I shave. As Melissa's belly continues to grow, so too will my facial hair. Joining me in this noble quest is the
Ton-Face,
Charles, and
Deej. There may be more of us, but as of now, these are the only Triple B's I know of. I am sure my son will look back on these bearded pictures with fondness and will likely weep with
joy when my inch-long whiskers brush his dapper little face. I can see it now. In other baby-related news, Mel is doing quite well. She is having a bit of back pain and some leg cramps but her consistent drinking seems to be helping matters. Water, folks! Come on.
She is ready to give birth, though the baby seems to have other plans. The name guesses continue to pour in, and sadly, no one has hit the mark. Some of the name suggestions have been close, some have been, well...sad. Cody is a dog's name...Stop suggesting it! Life in the MSM has been pretty good as well. As the 8th graders have moved on, a new batch of squirrelly little 6th graders have taken their place. Thing have been going pretty well aside from the vandals who "decorated" my office.
Mel and I got to meet my parents puppy the other day and since they are going on a cruise next week, I have to go by and check on the dog periodically. I also have to take my parents to the airport at 5am tomorrow which will be splendid. Mel and I are going to San Luis this weekend to get out of town before the baby arrives. Should be fun!
Matt Gin shaved. He was weak. We didn't need him anyway. Truth be told, as the days go by, I am beginning to question my beard growing resilience. We will see what happens. Today we are heading to the Pine's ranch for a middle school and high school ministry leader's retreat. The Pine's (a family from the church) own a 10,000 acre ranch (not a misprint) near Cache Creek. It is insane. 60 square miles of squirrel hunting bliss. It should be fun for the 30 of us in attendance. All of this gnarly beard growing has me reminiscing of a simpler time. Here is a video clip from Egypt, depicting the night that Charlie and I shaved.
The last day that I shaved was September 1st. This seemingly useless piece of information will be especially noteworthy in 8 or 9 weeks when *********** is born because that will be the next time that I shave. As Melissa's belly continues to grow, so too will my facial hair. Joining me in this noble quest is the Ton-Face, Charles, and Deej. There may be more of us, but as of now, these are the only Triple B's I know of. I am sure my son will look back on these bearded pictures with fondness and will likely weep with
joy when my inch-long whiskers brush his dapper little face. I can see it now. In other baby-related news, Mel is doing quite well. She is having a bit of back pain and some leg cramps but her consistent drinking seems to be helping matters. Water, folks! Come on.
She is ready to give birth, though the baby seems to have other plans. The name guesses continue to pour in, and sadly, no one has hit the mark. Some of the name suggestions have been close, some have been, well...sad. Cody is a dog's name...Stop suggesting it! Life in the MSM has been pretty good as well. As the 8th graders have moved on, a new batch of squirrelly little 6th graders have taken their place. Thing have been going pretty well aside from the vandals who "decorated" my office.
Mel and I got to meet my parents puppy the other day and since they are going on a cruise next week, I have to go by and check on the dog periodically. I also have to take my parents to the airport at 5am tomorrow which will be splendid. Mel and I are going to San Luis this weekend to get out of town before the baby arrives. Should be fun!
