My Christmas Beard

I grew my beard out for about 4 weeks over Christmas.

Erica “didn’t hate it”, which was a surprise. I kinda did, which was also a surprise.

In the end, all I could take was a month.

Here’s one of my favorite pictures from Christmas, featuring my beard, my niece Adah, my dad’s father (who’s as sharp as ever at 95), and a hulk hogan wrestling figurine (or is that hollywood hogan?).

Hope you all had a great holiday season with the ones you love.

And may your 2011 be filled with surprise facial hair.