The Movember Chronicles, Vol. 3 — I Can Feel My Face

Some men finish Movember and make their way to Decembeard, embracing the liberating feeling of growing facial hair sans judgment as they show off the fruits of their labour for the world to see. Some men can’t wait for the 1st of December, razor at the ready to reclaim their baby-soft skin, with countless throngs of significant others grinning ear to ear as the scratchy cuddle sessions make their way out of the picture. But for me, constantly transitioning between a face so clean I get ID’d when I’m buying a case of beer and a face so scruffy it sometimes inspires passersby to berate me into cleaning my act up and getting a job… finishing Movember marked my passage into the year’s last days, changing gears from saving the world via my ‘stache to doing all that I can to make Merry Christmases for people whose holiday seasons might’ve turned out otherwise.

As I said before, it’s a shame I couldn’t make as much of the month as my Team Thomas peers, but I’m glad that I could still raise $500 thanks to my buddies at Thomas & Friends that the Movember Foundation wouldn’t have had otherwise.

It feels good to do good.

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Being sick for most of November’s been a royal pain, keeping me from doing everything that was on my list for the month. My stack of blog drafts’ as thick as ever; house doors still squeak in dire need of some WD-40; emails sit unanswered in my Gmail inbox, and I couldn’t tackle Movember with the gusto I would were I at 100%.

It wasn’t for lack of ‘stache — my facial hair’s grown in nicely (much to my wife’s chagrin), and I’ve taken photos along the way to prove it. But it’s fitting that one of Movember’s foci are on mental health because I started feeling a real sense of burnout as I started closing 2015 off?

The Week That Was… November 1st – 7th, 2015.

Maybe I’ve gotten like this every year since I started taking blogging more seriously, but as we approach the end of 2015, I’ve written up a storm.

I’ve put a lot on my plate — 32 Things I’ve Learned Now That I’m 32, which I have just over eight months to finish; stories from The 2015 100 that’ve happened but have yet to hit the blog; as well as ongoing relationships with the likes of Swiffer, Netflix and TELUS. And that’s not even taking in consideration that the last few weekends have focused on major family events, whether it’s my younger brother’s wedding; celebrating Halloween with the dozens of toddlers you’ll find in our neighbourhood; or Little Man’s second birthday party, which had to be successful, since he missed out on his first with a case of Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease!

Yeah, things are really ramping up on this side of the screen, and while this week saw less of the #BloggerLife in an up close and personal way, it was still as much in the background as it’s ever been, keeping the wheels turning as I continued the daily hustle!

Let me show you a little of what happens behind the curtain….

The Week That Was… October 25th – 31st, 2015.

This post’s out easily a week later than I wanted it to be, its author on the tail end of a week relentless with its to-do list. But with Halloween and my son’s second birthday party both in the past, I can put a little more time back into writing and the tale of how I finished October with a new phone in my pocket, eyes open to an entirely new world of deliciousness, and all other sorts of random in the life and times of Casey Palmer!


Before I start, this post is indirectly brought to you by Google Photos, because without a visual history of what I’ve been up to, I’d have no clue of what went down every week.

I finished October with my family game on fleek, spending most of my time either at the 9-5 getting things done or at home with my wife and son, the little joys that pop up in the days. How cute Little Man looks when he’s done his breakfast in the morning and wants to fake a nap with his parents. Or hitting up a Halloween party for the neighbourhood toddlers, watching at least a dozen 2-year olds run around as their parents sat watch at the edges of a plush, carpeted basement (Pro Tip: if you’re going to a potluck, be the one who brings the beer!) I used a SportChek credit to keep my underwear gear on point with the Saxx Underwear Company’s Platinum line; we made our preparations to celebrate the Little Man’s second birthday… even when I wasn’t living it up as part of the #BloggerLife, I feel blessed that life had plenty in store to keep me satisfied, always reminding me there’s more to life than the mischief I get into online.

But if you think the #BloggerLife took a week off, trust me — you don’t know CaseP; there was still plenty afoot in the week leading up to Halloween — let me tell you a bit about it!

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Someone approached me months back with an interesting request — to join in a unique collaboration between a childhood staple that’s been around since many of our grandparents were in diapers and a now-global movement to bring some much-needed awareness to specific issues involving men’s health, all done in ways that stand out and start the right conversations on topics that frankly aren’t talked about enough.

This November, I’m trying my hand at Movember once more, joining Team Thomas (myself, Corey Shaw, Paul Van Huss, Mike Reynolds, Shaun Worrell, and Trevor Arsenault) in their fundraising efforts to help in the fight against ailments like prostate and testicular cancer! It’s a team made up of Dad Bloggers from across the nation, backed by Thomas & Friends, celebrating their 70th anniversary of delighting children with tales of anthropomorphic vehicles getting into all sorts of mischief!

It’s a little mind-blowing seeing my son enjoy the same show I did at his age, asking to see more “choo-choo” on the odd occasion when we let him watch some Netflix. And they’ve really upgraded the graphics, too — imagine my surprise when I saw Thomas the Tank Engine with fully animated features instead of the rolling eyes and fixed facial expressions I knew from the ’80s! Some things change, but boys and their toys don’t seem to be one of them!

Well… almost.