Make Way for the GREAT RENEE'! :): Flattery Will Get You Nowhere

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Flattery Will Get You Nowhere

I found the results of the poll and the comments about Jeremy's beard very interesting! My findings were that most women prefer clean shaven (especially when it comes to being close). I was surprised to hear from the few women who do like it and Jeremy thinks they live with very lucky men. Jeremy had so much fun watching the polls that I could hardly scrape him away from my blog! He ended up showing it to the guys at work to boost his poll results. Funny! I looked at my blog in the morning and there were 16 votes, then I looked in the afternoon and there were 29! I knew he had passed it around. That's OK. Still fun!

After all this, Jeremy is more proud than ever about his accomplishment in being able to grow a beard. He is letting it thicken and grow in. However, it WILL be gone by Valentine's Day. It's making him itch!

Posting these new pictures was HIS idea because he wants to show the world how much nicer it looks after a few days of growth and proper grooming. LOL.

Live it up, Jeremy!

8 comments:

KatieNoel said...: I'm torn. Being Jeremy's siter, I feel like I should say he should keep it, since he wants it. But, at the same time, when Nick has a beard, it drives me nuts and I have to beg him to shave it!! (Which he did today. Yay!!) Don't know which way to go on this one!!; February 1, 2009 at 12:26 AM
Shnopa said...: I say do what you want. It's a pretty benign subject and if it makes you happy and isn't really hurting anything, go for it. If I know you, and I think I do, it will be gone before too long because you will get tired of it. That's how I handle issues with my hubby.; February 1, 2009 at 3:37 PM
Lisa said...: I say good job Jeremy. You look very pleased with yourself. I'm sure it will get old, though. I personally think SOME men look okay with facial hair, so long as it's groomed. As far as kissing it goes, though, I'm with you Renee'. I have had my fair share of whisker rashes.; February 1, 2009 at 3:47 PM
i'm erin. said...: After feeling your beard today, I have to say that it is much softer than I imagined; however, I am still saying CUT IT! ugh...just the idea of food lurking in the tufts of thickening hair...can you imagine kissing and then pulling back with a piece of Jeremy's left over turkey in your mouth?

ok, so maybe that is taking it too far. I will have to watch Jeremy eat before I can have my final say.; February 1, 2009 at 4:03 PM
The Allreds said...: good thing Val. day is getting closer and closer : ); February 2, 2009 at 12:06 PM
big8smiley said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; February 2, 2009 at 5:13 PM
big8smiley said...: I love my parents everyone!

Love,Athena; February 2, 2009 at 5:14 PM
Shnopa said...: It looks like someone got onto your computer. What a nice gift to leave for you. I love her parents too.; February 2, 2009 at 8:45 PM

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How Jeremy and I Met

On July 12, 1997 I was in Payson visiting my family when my sister Lisa and I decided to go to the movies in Provo to see "Evita". We drove to Provo in my Ford Tempo. I dropped Lisa off by the front doors of the theatre to purchase the tickets while I found a place to park. No sooner than I had dropped her off, my engine light came on and steam started pouring out from under my hood. Having no place to park, I turned the car off right where I was. I know pretty much nothing about cars and thought my car was on fire or something.

I got out and was looking at my car when a red truck pulled up behind me. Two college-age guys got out and offered to help me. They tried to open the hood for about 10 minutes, but could not find the latch. (Jeremy would say they tried it for at least 20 minutes, but it was only about 10.) Finally they got it open and looked around in the hood. They thought I might have a cracked radiator because there was water pouring out all over the place. They then helped me push the car into an empty parking space. I talked to them for a minute and found out they were from Pleasant Grove. I told them that I was from Payson--about 20 miles south.

Because they were just going in to see their movie, and Lisa and I were going to see ours, they offered to follow us home after the movies to make sure we got home alright. We were at the late night movie, ending at about 12:30 or 1:00 a.m. They were watching Volcano and we were to see Evita. I knew that our movie was about 20 minutes longer and did not want them to wait, so I told them to not worry about it. If my car didn't start we would walk home. They insisted on waiting, and I insisted that they not wait.

Well, during the movie I kept thinking, "I hope they aren't waiting. I would feel so stupid to make them wait for us when they don't even know us." When we came out of our movie, there they were! --waiting on the bench. The four of us walked to my car and it started just fine. Jeremy and his friend insisted on following us home to make sure we got home OK. I started driving home and they were following. I forgot to mention that even though I was FROM Payson, I lived in Provo and was attending BYU. I began driving through town and Jeremy thought I was trying to lose him. When we got to my apartment Jeremy and Dave stayed and talked to us for about an hour and a half. Jeremy then invited us to go out the next night.

From that point on we were a perfect match! We were always together every spare minute. Jeremy knew I got home from work at about 6:45 pm each night, so each evening right as I was walking in the door, the phone would ring and it was Jeremy each time. It was WONDERFUL! Needless to say, it took us just 7 weeks to get engaged, and another 3 1/2 months later we were married in the Salt Lake City Temple.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Flattery Will Get You Nowhere

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