When I was about twelve years old, I became obsessed with a certain trilogy called The Lord of the Rings.  

I'm convinced that my taste for bearded men originated from the movies.  I was especially fond of this guy:
That being said, I want to point out that I married this guy:

The moral of this story is, never give up on your dreams.  That bearded man is out there somewhere.


  1. Ha ha ha haaaaaa, you my friend are always entertaining! Love this. I too love LOTR.

  2. Bahahaha. Oh my gosh. We were such freaks. And I was such a follower and thought you were too cool. Dear, those were good days, in all they're awkward glory.


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