Last night as Jesse and I were settling down to go to sleep he rolled over and put his arm around me. Doesn’t everybody love to spoon? I usually do. But last night was different. Jess has these little hairs on his stomach and somehow they were penetrating my shirt and STABBING me in the back. I couldn’t stand it!
He ended up rolling back over to set an alarm or something, I don’t know and I thought I had escaped the particularly awkward moment of saying “Honey, I can’t snuggle because your stomach has grown spikes and is stabbing me!” But I was wrong. Not 5 minutes later he rolled back and I just blurted it out, total word vomit!
Me: “OMGeez your stomach hair is stabbing me and it hurts!”
Jesse: “What are you talking about?!?”
Me: ” I can FEEL the hair on your stomach stabbing me the back! Move! Move! Move! I don’t like it!”
Jesse: “Hahahahaha!” *snuggles closer*
Me: *shoves blank between us*
Jesse: “Stop putting a blanket between us!”
Me: “No, you’re hurting me. I don’t like it. Eww it feels bad!”
Jesse: “Ok fine, geez”
*silence for a moment*
Me: “Can I blog this?”
Jesse: “Yeah…But wait won’t that be weird since it’s talking about me not wearing a shirt?”
Me: “No, everybody knows boys don’t sleep with shirts on!! I am totally blogging this.”