Lipstick

Yesterday we went to church and then went by the nursing home to see a church member. Then we can home and just relaxed and rested. Jay and I were talking and all of sudden we realized it was too quiet. I called Becca and got no reply so I called again, she quietly called from the bathroom, "What you need me for?". I knew at this point something was up, come to find out she was primping in front of the mirror. Guess who is going to have to learn to put things up a little higher?