sleeping next to keaton is like pressing up against a wood burning stove sometimes.
so this morning while sipping on our coffee, i asked her, what is the hotness all about?
she answered, oh, i like to think of it as my fiery maidenhood.
now i don’t know where she comes up with these snappy one-liners but when she does, i usually spray a mouthful of coffee across the room.
this morning was such a geyser of glee.