I just got mail from “Christmas.” I didn’t open it. I DELETED CHRISTMAS! Even if children all over the world cry, I believe the employees of Walgreen’s will thank me because there’ll be no more of those things that play Christmas music if you walk by them or press a button on them.
Somewhere in this room is the thing that is giving me a headache. You know those little inserts that come in your department store bills or Foley’s Macy’s sale catalogs and are scented with a cologne or perfume? Those cloying little bastards are torment for me. I can smell one, but I can’t find it.
Maybe this is how the universe is repaying me for deleting Christmas.
Those things give me a headache. I don’t do perfume of any kind, anyhow because it makes me sneeze and then the head ache sets in.
And don’t even get me started on the million little inserts they stick in a magizine that fall out everywhere…
I went to a Tea Light party at a co-worker’s home last night. I smelled, what seemed like, millions of candles! I bought the holiday ones, and a liquid diffuser for my bathroom. But today, I have a huge headache. I think it’s from smelling all those different candles! Ugh. I don’t want to read over papers today at all.
My dad bought his girlfriend and her three daughters rose bushes for Valentine’s Day last year; and they all spent a day together planting them in Sara’s yard. — Today Sara brought me 4 blooms from the bushes and they smell SO GOOD. You should go out into your pretty yard and smell your flowers. =)
You have a camera on The Compound, don’t you? I just sniffed the rose outside Tim’s door earlier.