Goodness smells like
Pink Grapefruit.
I visited the family this past November. When I was at Dad's house, I would get "caught" washing/sniffing my hands. Seriously, you can't wash your hands without sniffing them when using delicious foaming anti-bacterial hand soaps. Soap much too girly for my Dad but he uses it anyway. Even a hardened manish-man can't resist the delicate bubbles and delightful aroma of citrus. A different scent at each of the many sinks. I made the rounds. Often.
Guess who got hand soap for Christmas? Guess who got an array of scents? Guess who got a freakin' year's supply of soap?
Moi.
I mention this because I conjure up memories each time I wash the paws. Isn't that a nice gift? One that provokes memories? I like it because it is something I totally use, something I would never buy myself (too cheap), and something that is not wasteful.
I like that.
I visited the family this past November. When I was at Dad's house, I would get "caught" washing/sniffing my hands. Seriously, you can't wash your hands without sniffing them when using delicious foaming anti-bacterial hand soaps. Soap much too girly for my Dad but he uses it anyway. Even a hardened manish-man can't resist the delicate bubbles and delightful aroma of citrus. A different scent at each of the many sinks. I made the rounds. Often.
Guess who got hand soap for Christmas? Guess who got an array of scents? Guess who got a freakin' year's supply of soap?
Moi.
I mention this because I conjure up memories each time I wash the paws. Isn't that a nice gift? One that provokes memories? I like it because it is something I totally use, something I would never buy myself (too cheap), and something that is not wasteful.
I like that.
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posted by Lucy Lime @ 3:03 PM
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