New face, old look.

I shaved my beard off on Saturday. I've been debating about it for awhile, but I finally took the razor to the chin. I was up at 5am and sneaked out of the bedroom to shave in the guest bathroom. It was fun to watch Erin's face when she came down for breakfast to discover my new look. The only depressing part was that when I saw myself in the mirror I didn't like what i saw. People say that I look so much younger without it. But to me, I haven't seen my face for two years, and boy have I aged. Yikes! I think I'm growing it back in about a month, we'll see.