Scratch ‘n Sniff

I try to change my smell up every season.   Its just a little thing I do.   During the winter months, I wear a lot of vanilla and cinnamon and musky scents.   I smell like a cookie.   Sometimes I over do it, and I smell a lot like Play-doh.   But when I get the combination right, its magical.

Around this time of year though, those richer winter scents start to feel a little…heavy to me.   I know.   I’m weird.   Blame my mom whose obsession with candles, waxes, and all things smell-goody has been apart of my entire life.   I pretty much associate all important things by their smells.   To this day, I think of Chris whenever I smell grease because he used to work in a greasy kitchen when we were in high school.   Its so strange.

Anyway, back to me.

As it was a tad warmer this weekend and a hint of spring was in the air, I decided it was time to change scents.   I dusted off my Clinique Happy perfume (the ultimate in Spring perfume, if you ask me) and I headed off to Target where I spent about an hour smelling body washes.   I finally decided on St. Ives Energizing Citrus.   It smelled heavenly.   Like a giant fruit salad.

But when I was in the shower last night, I noticed that it smelled really more like straight up grapefruit than it did a fruit salad.   I smelled like I had bathed in a giant grapefruit.

As I was getting in my pajamas, I was still thinking about how I smelled like a giant grapefruit.   And that’s when I looked down and noticed the giant grapefruit of a belly that I have sprouted in the past few months.   I thought for a few seconds and then ran down to Chris, lifting my shirt to expose my large tummy.

“What does that smell like,” I asked him.

“I don’t smell anything,” he said, sort of freaked out.

“No?”   I scratched my belly to get the scent really flowing.   “How about now?”

“Its a grapefruit!”   he said.   “You look and smell like a giant grapefruit.”

And that, ladies and gentleman, is how I became the first living scratch ‘n sniff pregnant lady.