Mustache March by Sam

Does anyone read our blog? Let me know, it would be nice to know if we're typing into space or if someone, even one person, is reading what we put out.
Here's the update on my mustache march attempt that my beautiful wife mentioned last time. It came as a complete shock that she wanted me to grow facial hair since she lead the world's "Women Against the Advancement of Facial Hair" movement last year (that's only a slight exaggeration, but she really does not like facial hair, or so I thought), but I thought I could give it a try since I had her blessing and all. The result was not good, lets just say that I am not yet a man of manly hair.
I was the kid who when I turned 12 just dreamed of the day when I could grow out a big burly beard. I was sure that THAT was the thing that would get me the ladies. Too bad for me my facial hair is more than laughable, even now. While good beards grow thick like a chia pet, mine grows more like a cactus. With a chia pet you don't actually see the structure of the ceramic pet, what you see is the lush green herbs; however, when you see a cactus you see the cactus, not the spines. I am a cactus. Not only are my facial hairs spaced out too far to cover my face they are no darker than the hair on my head, which if you know me is quite light colored. The result was about the same as it would have been when I was in the 5th grade. I thought maybe it would get darker the longer it grew but after a week or two I was too embarrassed to leave the house and almost called in sick for work, sick with embarrassment. I would sit in the dark corners at work so no one would see my shame.
Anyway I finally came the conclusion that this mustache challenge put on me by my beautiful wife was a direct assault on my manliness and an evil plot by her and her evil plotting WAAFH members and I would not stand for it. Thus, I shaved it off. It was a good feeling.
I read that some men who take testosterone supplements gain an increase in facial hair. The problem with that is while testosterone helps facial hair, it is a natural enemy of the hair on one's head, and I already have enough problems with that hair trying to escape. I just did not win the the hair department.
P.S. For anyone who is interested, I am starting a union of my own called "Men for the Advancement of Facial Hair for Men Who Suck at Growing Facial Hair" or MAFHMWSGFH. Please send in your applications and membership fees. We will prevail!

Sister's Weekend

I just got back from Daniel, Utah. I'm sure no one knows where that is off the top of their heads. Its a little town next to Heber. I was away for 3 days with my sisters in law and my mother in law. We had SO much fun! We were sad one of my sisters in law couldn't come but it gave us an excuse to plan another sisters weekend very soon so she could come! We stayed at a beautiful house, ate lots of yummy (that's synonymous with healthy right . . .?) food, talked about everything under the sun, watched movies and just had a wonderful time. :) We went and say The King's Speech yesterday and went out to dinner at The Snake Creek Grill which was good. We told lots of stories, learned lots about each other, laughed, cried, reminisced, and just relaxed. It was much needed girl time and I can't wait till our next one!

Thoroughly pleased,
Whit

P.S. I've convinced Sam to unofficially participate in Mustache March. He's sporting a goatee that isn't really visible but I'm glad he's trying it. He thinks his wife died and was replaced by someone else because I usually have such an aversion to facial hair. We'll see how it goes. Now we're off to look at houses for sale! :D