This morning I was awakened by Emily smearing chapstick all over the lip region of my face.
Who knows how long she had been doing it. I am a VERY deep sleeper.
Just ask Kirby.
Or any of my girlfriends from high school.
She was talking softly and gently to me, but either I was too tired to discern what she was saying, or she was speaking her own little secret language.
I will be blaming her for any future breakouts in that region for the next three weeks.
Well, chapstick--we had a good run.
Looks like you won't be spending nights on my bedside table anymore.
I know. I know.