I'm a man, I do what I want! . . . when my wife tells me I can.

It goes without goes saying that law school requires a huge time commitment. Extra time is rare, especially over the past 3 or 4 weeks while I have been researching and writing a paper. Most nights I am up late studying, and when I get up in the morning sleeping a few extra minutes usually takes priority over shaving. So I have to admit my face was growing a little long. Nothing wrong with that right?

Well, Jocelyn kindly informed me of my erroneous ideas. She has been telling me for a few days that I need to shave. "Kissing is for shavers!" says Jocelyn. But for about a week or so I still didn't shave, and this did not make Jocelyn happy. She continued to insist that I shave.

So today I decided to show her. I was going to "shave". I came home from school before she got off work, and I came up with this little number:

She thought it was hilarious, but she said she wasn't going to kiss me anytime soon. Thats fine. I am a man, and I don't have to kiss her all the time. It's clear that I won this round.

But after much consideration, I decided to shave tonight . . . on my own. I decided after all kissing was for shavers . . . I now understand that prickly faces to do not attract wives.