The Boy's summer goal is to see how much facial hair he can grow. Hrumpfh. I was hoping he might read a book or two or clean his room. Oh well, a goal is a goal. (And he stands a better shot at reaching his than someone (who shall remain nameless) who wants to lose some winter weight. Sigh.
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it's dumbledore!
Karen, I am on the floor rolling at your comment to me...you are hilarious!
I clicked on your name and it brought me to your xanga which wouldn't let me comment and found me here....whew....so, I guess you wouldn't suggest to my blogger brain to upgrade to like word press or xanga....i mean i can't figure out logarithms or that other thing I can't think the name of---WAIT, I mean blogarithms, oh I am cracking my self up....it took me one year to figure out how to post something on blogger, seriously. Whew! Thanks for the good laugh tonight. Hope your work situation turns out for you with much wisdom from above----mine sure has. Have never worked full-time in like 25 years until April...
Isn't it funny how teenaged boys love their facial hair?
This reminds me of when my son, John was at his lacrosse game BALD and I didn't even recognize him! Thank goodness his hair grows fast! Then... he had his back hair laser removed. (Is that how you say it?) Kids... Take pictures of your son! You don't have to take pictures of your progress. :)
Hope you had a nice weekend!
Love,
Angie xoxo
LOL!!! I think this is hilarious! What a goal. Lofty, indeed...
But, who am I to talk? Like you said, I've wanted to lose weight (but mine I attribute to having babies - who cares that they are now 11 and 13?!?!?!) for a long time and not reached that goal. So, I say, Go Boy!! Grow that beard!
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