Sunday, January 18, 2009

Oooh, That Smell!

I have a very sensitive nose.  It's supersonic in nature.  I have detected gas leaks and dirty diapers from yards away.

This morning in church I was bombarded by someone with a pungent perfume that was not agreeing with me.  I tried to ignore it.  Being unsuccessful, I then tried to scope it out.  I was crooning and careening trying to discretely determine which of the lovely older ladies was so offending my olfactory senses (if only to make sure we didn't repeat our unfortunate seating arrangement again next Sunday).  Either I got used to the smell or it subsided.  

Much to my dismay, I began smelling the malodor after we arrived back home.  However, I finally realized that the odor which I found to be so offensive was my own favorite sweater. Last week when we took my husband to Benihana for his birthday dinner, I had worn my favorite sweater.  It became absolutely pungent with the aroma of hibachi. Either to busy or too lazy, I chose to hose the sweater down with febreeze rather than launder it.

Yes,  I was the smell.  A bad case of laziness and a stinky sweater.  Case closed.

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