Despite the fact that I need a serious haircut, I am pretty proud of the righteous beard I’ve been growing. I started it back at the first of the year and only trimmed it back a few times. The plan was since I was moving to the frigid north again, I’d need a serious beard to survive. Since then it has snowed twice. Ridiculous.

The problem is that we are approaching spring, which is the time I trim it back. My poor wife was just getting excited about it. Nothing says “Risen Christ” like a shave and a hair cut, right?