Over the weekend, the Hubs did not shave. The kids haven’t seen such a scruffy face in a long time, and commented on it over dinner on Monday night. He said “Do you think I should grow out my beard over Christmas break? I’ll look really scruffy, then!” To which I replied “or a lumberjack!” (since they are too young to get the “Grizzly Adams” or “Paul Bunyan analogies.) Unfortunately, with my brain so easily distracted (I prefer “works in a non-linear manner, thankyouverymuch), “lumberjack” promptly brought to mind Monty Python’s “Lumberjack Song”. (Years of watching late-night episodes of “Monty Python”, “Benny Hill” and the whisky swilling “Dave Allen at…