Cliff hates lipstick. He probably wouldn't care if I ever wore makeup if it meant he didn't have to deal with kissing me while I'm wearing lipstick. When I'm wearing it, I just get barely a peck of a kiss, which he immediately wipes off, just to make sure.
So imagine his horror, when one of the kids asked, "Dad, what's that on your neck?"
Oops! It had probably been a couple of hours since I unknowingly put it there, too.
Oh well...at least it shows he's loved!
5 comments:
Hi Carrie,
Who says that's it lipstick? Could be something else, afterall, you did go on a walk the other day on the beach. I'm just saying.
Chat soon,
The Troublemaker
Oh yah, that would go over well here...making out on the beach in the land of no PDA! Sorry to disappoint you! =^)
As long as it is YOUR lipstick then no problem!!!
LOL, Gina...he'd really have some explaining to do otherwise!
Haha, that reminds me of right after we were married and I sent Oliver off to work with a hickey. That was very intentional, however, lol. His chief was not very impressed.
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