A couple weekends ago (I've lost count, that's how long I procrastinated this post,) John and I went to check out the South Carolina Stingrays---Charleston's very own hockey team! One of John's co-residents is a booster for the team, so she invited the residents to come out on "Pack the House Night" when tickets were just $5. I'm no hockey fan, but I rarely turn down $5 entertainment on a Saturday night.
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Go Rays! |
The game actually wasn't that bad. Our team won and there was one really good (kind of scary) fight! We had a few drinks, spent time with our friends and got to watch this act of awesomeness at halftime....
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Oh yeah, he's juggling fire! |
But by far the highlight of the night was the look John sported to the game...
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All stache, baby. |
Yes, he shaved off his beard, leaving only the mustache, and kept it like that for about 3 days! The first night, it was funny (and actually fit in pretty well at the hockey game!) After that, it started bugging me that my husband looked like a 40 year old trucker. But hey, if he wants to experiment with facial hair, so be it! Thankfully, it's gone now!
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