I think everyone, especially those of us who are rabid fans of this or that, has experienced a scenario where other people just don’t understand why what you think is a big deal is such a big deal.

This is a constant occurrence in my home though it is not as bad as it once was. Before I introduced my wife to Doctor Who and The Walking Dead there were plenty of times I was getting excited about the Christmas Special and her only way to relate was that Downton Abbey had one too. At least now when I discuss The Governor or the tragedies of Terminus or the weird way Amy and Rory’s relationship kinda fell apart for a while there… she’s down. Though it took a lot of time and patience to get us to this point.

Our latest inconsistencies have concerned my facial hair… and specifically how much of it is necessary and attractive. I want to look like Dumbledore… she’s more Shaun from Shaun of the Dead. I recently shaved all of it off to prove a point… I look better with it. I think the point has been made and I’m not ready to grow a full on beard… and I’m as happy as Wyn is about it… and Jenn is the one with the Charlie Brown grimace on her face.