Movember 8

I still catch my reflection and lament the loss of my beard. It's so easy to forget that as a beardo I stood out, and as one of the clean shaven I now blend in.

Well, almost.

Movember 7

Morning time in Winnipeg, and Movember 7 has brought with it a blanket of snow.

The moustache is taking over; I no longer think about it as something weird, and I'm not self conscious.

I've also started to notice all of the lovely 'staches around me.

Movember 5 & 6

Ack! I missed Saturday.

Full commitment yesterday. I went to a wedding with my new 'stache. Complements were lacking but once I told people why I looked like a stereotypical '70s biker their disgust morphed into slightly-less disgust.

Today I'm hoping to go to the country to be a bit of a redneck. Finally, somewhere where my bold upper-lip will be accepted and celebrated non-ironically.

Movember 4

Four days. Still have a moustache.

Trying to decide whether to start shaving the rest of the face.

Movember 3

My moustache is finally starting to come in. Thank crap.

Now I have three or four days of looking like _that kid_ from grade seven before I can show my face in public.

Movember 2

I look like a 16 year-old. My face is cold all the time. Why would anyone ever go beardless?

I miss you beard.

I'm also disturbed by how long my facial hair is taking to grow. I shaved yesterday at about 4 p.m. and I don't yet have 5:00 shadow.

Maybe I am 16?

Movember 1

Haven't been without a beard in more than a decade.

My face is furious for thrusting it into this cold bright world unprepared.

The wife has cancelled our date for later this month, stating that she only wants to be seen with an attractive person.

This is not the start I was hoping for.