Last weekend, we canceled our plans with friends because Hubs suggested some time in bed would be much preferable. Sexy, no?
Well, not exactly. He came down with a cold.
My mother: Stay away from him!
She's very compassionate that way.
Luckily, Dish was featuring a free preview weekend for HBO. In between bringing him juice and tissues, I took advantage of his weakened state to check out a bunch of chick flicks: (500) Days of Summer, Crush, The Time Traveler's Wife, and Love Happens. And in at least one of these--who can remember which--someone wakes up someone else and kisses them. You see it all the time in movies. "Good morning!" followed by a big ol' smooch. And every time I see this, I think Bleah! Morning breath! In the morning, my mouth tastes like something crawled in there and died.* But it doesn't seem to phase them a bit. Not even squinky faces. Ah, Hollywood.
Which brings us to the question of the day: Kissing before brushing of the teeth--sexy or gross? Or both?
* TMI? You know you still want me.