Progress

I just spent an hour trying to figure out how to fix my Keurig. Turns out all I needed to do was burp it like a 2 month old. But much more vigorously.

School started back up this week.

Inevitably, this means I'm back to my life of conversating about facial hair approximately 43% of the time.

So, in the interest of sheer curiosity on your part (because there was obviously a demand for this post... just kidding!), I'd like to bring you a photo-op, featuring none other than...

My beard!

I know, I know, you can't contain your excitement.

About 4 months ago, I completely rid The Beard of its glory. 

The Beard in its Former Glory:

The Post-Fall Beard:

About Four Months Later:

I'd say The Beard is making a strong comeback. It may never reach its full potential again (because I enjoy having a happy marriage), but it's definitely alive and well.

I know, I know, you were concerned for it. You can lay your fears to rest.

So yes, I realize there isn't much point to this post, but I figure it's good to have fun and not need to learn something or reflect on something from time to time. Sometimes, you just need to smile and remember "the good ol' days."

Question: When you think of "the good ol' days," what comes to mind?

I'd love to hear from you! Just drop me a comment or an e-mail, and share this post with your friends while you're at it!

Woman Talk

I slept in until 7 AM. I must be sick or something.

Just out of curiosity... how many languages do you know?

5? 7? 2?

Or do you just know 1? (Hopefully no one knows less than that)

I think a lot of us fall under the same category that I'm in: a language "sampler."We know bits and pieces of about 10 different languages, but if we had to survive in a country that spoke any of them, we'd die.

It's not a bad thing. It's just how things are.

For instance, I know bits and pieces of Spanish, French, Chinese, and Krio. I also do know how to read Ancient Greek, but that's about as useful when speaking as knowing how to swim while standing on your head.

However, what I didn't realize until just recently is that I'm slowly learning a new language.

So You Weren't Raptured. What Now?

I stayed up past midnight watching a movie last night, and yet my body still insisted that I wake up before any normal human being is conscious. Lame.

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Well, folks, it's May 21st.

Apparently this is a big day for some people. They get to go to heaven and chill with Jesus. Something along those lines.

The rest of us? We're left to rot away. But hey, at least we get to have their Rapture clothes, right?

Looks like this guy escaped from jail right before he was zapped up.