A couple of additional notes, per my last journal entry:
1) My sister, in true pedantic form, called me a liar. My eyebrows are still there, so obviously I didn’t shave my whole head. Oh, and eyelashes, and nostril-hairs, and those tiny fuzzy hairs inside my outer ear… getting the razor into some of those places would have been tough.
2) The kids are FINE with the new look. I hauled the whole family into the bathroom for the event, so that they could see me transform. My earliest memory of my father (now departed) is one of him grinning at me, and I’m wondering “who IS this guy?” When I was about three years old, he shaved his beard. So… I decided that I did NOT want any of my kids’ earliest memories of me to be a creepy weird one like that.
3) Yes, I may grow hair on top. How much, and what color it ends up being is a matter for wild speculation.