Project codename: Shaggy Christmas has drawn to a close. After 11 weeks of waking up and having to consciously NOT shave, I have gone from a mere boy to the awesomely manly dude you see here.
I have attained a near-lumberjack level of ruggedness. And I shit-you-not, a tree trembled when I walked by it not even a week ago!
Okay, so it is a fairly mid-grade attempt at a beard, with its fair share of bald spots, and wily curls. But by god it was my mid-grade attempt, and I was proud of it for the eleven weeks that it graced my face.
Before we left for Mexico I decided to go ahead and shave the cheeks off, as they would sometimes annoy me while sleeping. I'm thinking I will keep the goatee action going on for another month or two before returning to my bare-faced visage.
No real pictures of the goat yet, but here is one that we snapped on the beach in Mexico of us: