My personal El Guapo changes with some frequency, but right now — at this very moment — it might just be
getting poison ivy IN MY EYEBALL.
(Well, it least it’s not the good eye. Yet.)
Or maybe it’s getting stung in the head by a bee, something that is probably going to happen at least once every single day until we finish moving the hive to its new location.
Which I guess is ok, because at least it’s a change. Usually, it’s my hair, as you can see:
However, I’ve found a (temporary) solution to this — again, as you can see: