i dont do mustaches.

if you know me well, you know that i don't do mustaches.
not on guys i used to date. not on actors i think are attractive. not on travis.

not on me.

 observe.
and yes, that hair came off of my upper lip.
about a year ago, i bought a razor. not a gillette man shaver, but a dainty little silver and purple bejeweled trimmer. thing. (because if it's dainty and cute, it makes it "ok" for women to shave. wth?)  i eagerly buzzed the fuzz on my upper lip just in time for travis to get home. i stared at him, pushing my upper lip out for him to behold my newfound smoothness.
"notice anything...different?" i inquired. 
"what are you doing?" he asked, a bit nervously, glancing at my puffed out mouth. "why do you look guilty?"
"my mustache! it's gone!" i proclaimed.
he didn't believe me. so i saved the hair from about a month and a half's growth to show him. the proof's in the puddin' right?

remember how travis and i pee in front of each other? yeah well, i also apparently flaunt my facial hair in front of him, too. sexy right?

anyway, as i was saying, mustaches = no. so when travis came home yesterday looking like this:

this is an older picture and his mustache was a bit more caterpillar-esque 

 when he came home looking like this, i was appalled. an then he tried to rub it on me. it just feel so wrong, having only the top half prickly and the bottom half smooth. it's not natural.
"but it's mustache march baby!" he insisted. "i'm growing it out."

before we were married, the subject of mustaches came up. i vowed to myself and then to travis, that i would never have relations with a mustache. no matter how desperate, i could say no. and yesterday was no different. after he told me he was growing it out, i reminded him of my rule: mustache = no lovin'.
"well i guess we'll just have to see who's more stubborn." he said.

i'm sure you can guess how the story ends.
i'm still a mustache virgin.
i don't care how trendy they are,  i'm not into porn stars and i don't kiss pedophiles.

that sounds so wrong. this whole post is really creepin' me out.

in other, non-creepy news, travis and i have a nice collections of boxes and we are going to start packing up our life tomorrow. the buyers want to sign earlier than we thought, which is fine by me, so it's time to load our lives into a trailer. and in three weeks we will be in the new house!

also, i took my first newborn/baby pictures today. {go here}

also, three more classes and spring break begins!!

hope your marches find you and yours clean shaven.
xo