Many men (and some women) take part in an annual tradition called No-shave November aka Novembeard aka Movember aka Brovember wherein participants agree not  to shave all or part of their faces for the 11th month of the year.

I sort of participated this year.  We had some events and things going on early in the month so I didn’t really start until the 18th.  As soon as I told Emily that I planned to start, she re-named the month  “No-kiss November”.  I got a good solid week of growth in before it drove me nuts…I mean before the “no-kiss” part drove me nuts…itchy beard?  Not a problem at all!

So last night I decided to shave it off and return to humanity (and kisses).  As with most of my spur-of-the-moment decisions, I started this one late in the evening.  It takes awhile to mow the man-beard and it causes all sorts of pain and emotional distress.

When I was finally done, I ran into the bedroom to announce to Emily that I had ended “No-kiss November” a  little early.  She rolled over, having been asleep already , and told me to shut up as she was in the middle of a good dream…