I think this notion cropped up a couple of weeks ago, when we looked at some old pictures and there was one of Grandpa J (although he was not a grandpa at that time) with a beard. It's really hard to see in the picture, but when his daughter exclaimed, "Look, Dad, you have a beard in that picture!" I think the idea began to germinate like seeds in the springtime. You see, no one paid much attention to his 80's look because we were looking at how goofy the rest of us looked in that picture; namely, the aforementioned daughter in her "lovely" outfit.
I think that's what started the "OLD" cogs moving. I noticed one night after he came home from a meeting that he had a bit of a "white glow" around his cheeks and jaw bone. I casually mentioned, "Oh, looks like you forgot to shave today."
A couple of days later when the glow was becoming to the point where I needed sunglasses, I said, "Are you GROWING a BEARD?" Who needs a Santa Claus at Easter? A very quiet timid voice answered, "Yeh." I asked him, "Why?" His reply, again very quietly, "I don't know. . .see if I can." I think he thought he was going to be in big trouble. Okay, the best way to combat this thing is to let him just go through this phase.
Yesterday, I secretly noticed him scratching at it. I asked what was going on? He confided that it was itching him to death. Ah-ha! I'm beginning to creep ahead to the winning line. A few hours later he made a comment, "Gee, this thing makes me look older than heck!" Of course, it makes you look older than heck, it's pure white! I'm pulling out way ahead now. At church, one of the neighbors ("Bless the out-spoken, for I shall never regret, for once, that she opened her mouth!") told Grandpa J that she bet Grandma J didn't like that new look. How right she is, but I didn't say anything. . .I can see the finish line up ahead!
I convinced Grandpa J to take a picture with me so I could secretly show the world what the beard looks like. I thought the peer pressure would work better than me nagging at him. I told a little white lie (it matches his beard). . . I wanted to blog something about the two of us and show the world how much we love each other. That part is not the little white lie. Well, this picture does not tell a thousand words. . . YOU CAN'T SEE HIS BEARD OR THE WHITE GLOW IN THE PICTURE! I've failed in my quest! And, what you can see is that I am smiling because his beard is "poinking" me in the lips!
I can't say too much yet because the beard doesn't show up in the picture. Wait til
ReplyDeleteit grows out an inch or so. He will look older than dirt. You will have to put some gray in your hair or else he will look like he married a woman young enough to be his daughter. Happy Easter!
Hee hee hee... I'm still laughing at that... :)
ReplyDeleteWOW! I laughed alot in that post Grandma I am so tickled that my own Grandpa is "trying" to grow a beard. I showed my parents the post and the are still laughing. I was very happy when you were talking about the 80's and you were looking at all the goefy pictures and the lovely outfit my mom was wearing. I got a good laugh there.
ReplyDeleteI find it interesting that he wants to grow a white beard when he hates the "white" hair on the top of his head. He is confusing me. I did click on the picture to enlarge it and I did see a bit of the white scruff on his chiny-chin-chin. Funny Dad.
ReplyDeleteAh, who doesn't love Dad? Even with a little white scruff...Dad is still Dad. He wouldn't be my dad if he didn't occasionally try to grow facial hair.
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