All Things Double Double (And I don’t mean Tim Horton’s)

He Who Makes Me Smile is growing a beard. And after a few weeks of scraggly concern, it is looking quite nice I must say. I’m loving my sexy Husband with his beard! Someone the other night made a comment that it makes his face look thinner also…and it occurred to me this is true because his beard line falls right on that space where the double chin meets the chin–therefore HIDING HIS DOUBLE CHIN!

Could I BE more jealous? Can I grow a beard please too?

Without a doubt in the world the one feature I HATE about my body the most isn’t the 100+ extra pounds I carry, but the weight I carry in my neck and chin area. Even when I was 100 pounds lighter I had that double chin. I had it as a baby and I think I always will…but it’s so much more than just my chin, it’s those tree stump lines in my neck with rolls of fat as well.

I never ever considered myself a person who would look into plastic surgery, but I freely admit here and now that the idea of getting some kind of a procedure, a liposuction of the neck and chin area. I’m dead serious too. I’ve looked into it semi-seriously and the cost doesn’t scare me as much as the idea that it still is a medical procedure and something could go wrong, just for a cosmetic reason I don’t think I could ever do something like that with a risk…no matter how much I hate my neck. UNLESS of course I lose weight and become healthier first. The surgery might be a whole different option and not as risky. How pathetic am I to think this way?

I really can’t stand my neck. Turtlenecks are nice in the winter and I try to wear scarfs or go the opposite way and wear v-necks that draw the sight line down to the boobies, but in reality…none of these tricks make a difference. The right camera angle helps for photos, sometimes. But the sad fact remains.

I will never be able to grow a beard.