
This is what I am getting myself into.
*pause*
And am I not a lucky girl :)
Geordie can make me laugh harder than anyone on the whole planet.
(My friend Pat Mckinnon is a close second)
Every year Geordie grows a beard. Oh how I love the beard. It's kinda cute. That might seem weird to some of you but bear in mind I grew up in the mountains. Beards are oddly comforting.
With Geordie though, I always know the beard is going to turn into a mustache and every-time I brace myself for that surprise shave when he walks confidently up to me like a proud man to showcase the latest facial addition. It's not a pretty sight, he looks like a scary super trooper cop or something. This mustache will last for a few weeks and despite all of my 'ew' comments, it makes me laugh. Geordie plays up the mustache role so well, and I just laugh and laugh. Despite the loss of the beard I always know that I'll be on the floor laughing for a week and maybe in a very hidden way I look forward to that.
THEN! This mustache occasion I knew a special gift would be arriving for Geordie from my great friend and mentor,
Alison Rossiter. As I was waiting for the gift to arrive, I couldn't help but feel this excitement for the mustache and gift combo.
Alison sent Geordie this incredible Cowichan knit sweater. Sure the oil rigs and wrenches are funny, but it's also a piece of art. Geordie is treasuring this gift and in recognition of this years mustache and the beautiful sweater we put some images together.
That was a very very long story. The bottom line is that I am a lucky girl, I have great friends and a great guy and we're off to Holland together next week with the mustache so I can introduce Geordie to my Dutch relatives.... like I said... lucky girl.
Weird, I know. Just go along with it :)