Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The Stink
Have you ever been wandering through your house and thought: what's that smell?
And so you go from room to room trying to figure out what that unpleasant aroma could be?
And you find that it is in every room of your house?
So you mentally go through a list of everything you've cooked or thrown away as you try and find the source of this unnatural perfume?
And then, have you ever finally realized that the fragrance is coming from you?
Because you've been so busy working your tail off and your children have decided to not let you have a break to shower because they need you EVERY. SINGLE. MINUTE?
And you cooked with chicken, Italian dressing, onions, tomatoes and somehow your body has absorbed all of those scents?
And since you cooked on a day when it was 109 outside you're a sweaty mess?
And then at night you're just too tired to shower?
After all, showering takes effort. And that is something you just can't give at this moment??
Because this has NEVER happened to me... unless you count yesterday.

9 comments:

Nancy Face said...

Ummm...I hate to admit this, but it's happened to me a lot more than once, haha! And our stinky Arizona heat sounds like it's right up there with yours...ugh! ;)

Tonya said...

What?!? No way, that's never happened to me. You can't be serious? *crossing fingers and toes*

Tracey said...

Yeah. I've been stinky once or twice... or a gazillion times.

Yvonne said...

I'M NEVER STINKY--sure I'm not!!!

Carrot Jello said...

I pretty much know when I stink. I never wonder where it's coming from. You could call it a skill.

Lisa said...

Love those non shower days! Lately I've had this conversation with a 10 year old, though. Time to use the deodorant daily, I say. She forgets...

kailani said...

Nope, doesn't sound familiar at all. And I'm sticking to my story. hee he

Jean Knee said...

iT WOULD SOUND FAMILIAR IF YOU CHANGED THE WORD KIDS TO DOG.

elasticwaistbandlady said...

And the scriptures say that a man should love his wife even as his own flesh.

I remind my Papi of that when he holds his nose and says "PEEEWWWW" after I've been outside working in 100 percent humidity.