Same As Your Face

Yesterday I said to The Mister as he kissed me before leaving for work, "I'm cozy and warm under these covers. Is it cold in here?"

Him: "It's the same as your face."

Me: "Wha?? *blink* *blink* What the hell does that mean?"

Him: "It feels like it feels on your face. It's the same temperature as your face."

Me: "the.same.as.my.face. I cannot believe you answered with that. Not "cold", not "warm" but 'same as your face'...."

Him: "Oh God. You're going to blog about this."

Me: "Yes. Yes I am."