A Monster

Over the weekend I bought a few skin care masques. You know, one for hydrating, one to reduce the appearance of pores, etc. I’m running around the house with my moisturizing mask on and talk Danny in to let me apply one on him.

“Oh your skin would react so well to the clay masque,” I say. 

So he lets me apply it. He takes it off a few minutes later, no comment, and continues watching his soccer game. The next morning in the middle of a church meeting he leans over and whispers, with a sheepish but concerned look on his face, “Um…does my skin still look good?”

I’ve created a monster.

…Stay tuned for 100 Ways to Kill a Peep, coming soon!