Weeks 14-15

Yeah so I'm lazy. That's not big news. Heck, I started a charity by growing a beard. Something I can do in my sleep. That should tell you everything you need to know. My sincere apologies to all involved.

As for the beard itself. Wow. Where to start?

1. I have split ends, how about there? That's gross. Women get split ends. Women who have long hair on their heads. I have long hair. On my face!
   
2. Tonight, I used a blow drier. On my face!
   
3. My beard insulates my skin so well that I can put a hot cup of coffee on it and not feel anything. Seriously, I can't even feel any temperature variance hot or cold, because I have a blanket on my face.
   
4. On Thursday, I combed the beard up and out towards the end of my work day whilst wearing a tshirt with a skull and crossbones on it. I got called a pirate no less than 3 times. Two of the times people included pirate lingo such as, "Arrrgh that be a fine beard" and "Ahoy there Blackbeard, where be yer booty?" Seriously. Grown folk. Corporate environs and all. My job rocks.
   
5. When I look down, my field of vision in corrupted by long squiggly brown hairs.
   
6. It's monsoon season, which means humidity levels that make my face sweat...all the time.
7. Multiple biker gangs have approached me and offered me membership, even though I don't own a bike or plan to. (OK I made that last one up, but it is plausible.)

So yeah, it's definitely at the point where I can no longer pretend it's not there. It has become a gruesome part of my daily routine. Not that I will miss it when it's gone though. I have caught myself staring longingly at the clippers this last few weeks. That time is coming though, sooner than later I hope. Nick will have the honor of shaving it off into whatever style he so chooses. I'll wear it that way for a week, but then it's all coming off. So you also have that bit of foolishness to look forward too in the near future.

As always, thanks to everyone who has donated. You guys have touched my heart, some even touched the beard.

Week 13

Lucky 13. My second favorite number next to 3. Nick is 13. I'm 31. Today is July 13th. It all works out.

I could go on and on about what a hassle all this hair is, but compared to what Nick has been through, I would sound like an even bigger wuss. He's at PCH getting chemo and taking long naps, and giving Mark the business. That's my man. I give his father as much hell as possible whenever I am around him too.

For those that have been donating thus far, your grand total is $91.00 per person. WOAH! That is awesome! Thanks for opening your hearts and wallets to help Nick and all the other kids at PCH. Even if you haven't given $91.00, your money is going farther than you know. Either it's paying part of Nick's huge medical bills or it's going towards providing a bed, improving the facilities, or helping the folks at PCH cure this disease. That is money VERY well spent. Thank you for your generosity, it is very motivating.

Beard Movie

Try not to puke.

3 Months

That is my "Tell it to the beard" face.

I had these big plans to post big plans by now...but then I never did. Which is inexcusable so I won't try. I will get around to it later tonight. But for now, enjoy what 3 months of facial laziness can get you. Thankfully, you good people out there are making all the weird looks and comments from strangers worth it with your donations. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

F THAT!

If you haven't read Mark's update yet, well go do that now and then come back. Or whatever. I am sitting here at work getting ready to leave a little early as we are out of work. Go figure. My friend is hurting inside, but there is little to nothing I can do to ease his pain. So, I'm gonna go home and kiss my sleeping children and wife and count my blessings.

I'm disappointed in this latest news, but what can I do about it? Sit and cry? F that! This all started as a way to move forward, be proactive, so that's what we'll keep doing. Only it's time to accelerate things a bit. I'll post more tomorrow when I get my mind wrapped around where to go next. For now, there are three people I need to get home to and some kick-A prayers I need to get prayed. Stay tuned.