This is not the best of pix, but it does show the deer over the mantle and it shows up Lee's beard really good. He's growing it back to see if he wants to keep it or go back to the shaved face. He likes to tell people that he shaved it for me, but I think he's dreaming. Shaving once or twice a week is not what I call shaving. I told him he ought to grow it back because anyone who hates to shave like he does ought to have a beard. I think the beard looks nice on him; I'm just not crazy about the way it feels. A face that needs a shave doesn't feel good, either, though. So, he's in a transition period and while we were gone from home was a great time to grow it. My bet is that he'll keep some form of it; maybe the full beard and maybe the goatee with the mustache. We'll see. I don't love him for the beard or no beard. I love him regardless of how his face feels. Holy cow, I don't have boobs; who am I to be critical??? I thank God for him and that he cares enough to consider how I feel. He's a neat guy, so I suspect he'll go with the beard in some form.
We went to the owner's Monday night party tonight and had a great meal and saw lots of great entertainers. Branson is full of great talent and we're blessed to get to see a bit of it.