Um, Ryan? There's a dead animal on your face...

So my dear husband Ryan has a thing about shaving on vacations and weekends. As in, he doesn't. A week and a half into our Cape vacation, I was getting used to the face scruff. It's his face, and I know he'll shave it again when we get home.

Except yesterday he comes out of the shower and he's shaved a goatee out of his beard. He used to have one in college. It looked a little ridiculous... I laughed for a few minutes, snapped a picture, and went with it. He's back at work on Monday.

TODAY, he comes out of the shower and has shaved the goatee... but left the mustache. This, I did not sign on for. Ryan does not look good with a mustache. I wouldn't even talk to him until he went back into the shower and got rid of that too. He was pretty upset, but the 'stache had to go. 1992 was a long time ago.