December 18, 2012

I am ready to go back to work now.

I have decided to eschew shaving this week. I am growing a beard for no other reason than I want to. I am on vacation.

"Eschew" is a great word, but I am not sure I have ever actually heard it during a conversation.  It is one of those words that crops up in written communication, but I do remember ever speaking it out loud. Apparently we eschew using the word eschew in conversation.

I am not sure how long I will last with the beard.  I last grew one in college, when I went for the Amish/Abraham Lincoln look.  That is to say beard, but no mustache. Right now on day three it is at the scratchy stage, it rubbed weird against the sheets and feels strange when I rub my granite-like jaw.  Historically it is around day three when I give in and shave.

I am sure you are riveted by this tale of facial hair.

On a completely different front I managed to make something this morning for the wife to take for her pitch-in at work.  There is that.

This blog jumped the shark so long ago I am now leaping orcas.

2 comments:

Ralphd00d said...

I usually make about 6 months with my beard, before the skin gets all irritated and flaking. Conditioner and lotion never seems to help. Think you'll go longer than just a week?

Fuzzy Curmudgeon said...

I've had a beard since 1978. I've shaved it off twice, both times when I took the troop to summer camp and I didn't feel like sweating into it for a week. Otherwise I've had it continuously since about August 1988.

Sadly it is much more grey now than it was then :)

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