Oooh, That Smell!

To give you a little background on this story, not to mention a sense of place, a few weeks ago I was attending a three day convention. I was staying in a hotel with friends and one night we went to the store for supplies.
I have decided I love the Cherry Blossom scent and contrive to get my hands on anything that is Cherry Blossom, though the Japanese Cherry Blossom is most preferred.
Thank goodness Sauve has a Wild Cherry Blossom scent line, as it were and I have purchased their shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and deoderant. However, I have yet to find a body spray they carry.
At the Wal-Mart me and my friends stopped at to stock up, I found a large body wash of Wild Cherry Blossom by Suave and immediately grabbed it. As I was looking around in the beauty and bath department of the store, I found the Japanese Cherry Blossom scent and purchased it.
Granted, I'm not a big perfume person and don't have an opportunity to wear it a lot.
However, I decided to spritz a little on myself the next morning before leaving for the convention sight.
We got there early, as many did, and as I sat there waiting for the program to start, I couldn't help but notice that something had a strong smell.
'Man, somebody smells really good.', I thought.
After a moment, the light dawned, as it were.
'Oh, yeah, it's  me!', I thought.
Head slap moment!

What about you? Have you ever done something like this, questioned where are my glasses or who put that there, or, better yet, what's that smell and found out they were on your head, you put that there, and that smell is you?

Please comment and tell me about it!

The Cat's Meow

Perhaps you're not a cat  person. However, I am. Okay, so I'm an animal person and love every one! Yes, even alligators and sharks! Though I would keep a respecful distance from both.
If you are not, however, a cat person, I give you fair warning: This post is about cats.
Specifically me and my sister's cats!
The other night my sister and I were having a conversation via cell phone and she told me a rather funny story about her, her husband, and her cat. Her husband isn't that fond of cats and, after a hard day of not working, fell asleep on the sofa. To give a little background, my sister's furry friend loves to sleep...on her head. Or her daughter's head, whichever one is handiest.
Given this, the cat apparently thought her husband's head looked rather comfy at this moment and decided to take a nap on his.
After a while, he woke up and found something on his head. Not knowing what it was he attempted to sit up. My sister took umbrage as this might upset and hurt the cat.
"No, you'll hurt her." she said.
He reached up and found a furry creature there.
Appalled that it was the cat, he set it down, then proceeded to climb the stairs for bed. Not only this, but to get away from the cat.
My sister told me that the cat looked at the tv, then at her, before proceeding to crawl in her lap for some petting, not terribly upset by this rejection.
Five minutes later, the cat went upstairs.
Curious, my sister followed a minute later and found her husband fast asleep, the cat lying on his side.
Apparently, the cat got the message about not napping on his head, but thought it would be more than acceptable to sleep on my brother-in-law's side.
What is even more amusing is that my cat apparently took some ideas from my phone conversation. Unknown to me, of course.
That night, I let both my kitties, Miss Priss and Babe, sleep inside. Though they are mostly outside cats, the cooler weather prompts them to join me at night where it's warm.
My cat has never, in the three years I've had her, slept anywhere but on my chest or on my side. However, the same night after this conversation with my sister, she decided to sleep on my head!
So, the moral of this story is: Beware! Your pet might be listening to your conversations. Worse, might be getting ideas!

So, if you have pets, do they sleep with you? Where are their favorite places to sleep? Do you have a funny story about your pet? If not, have your friends or family related some amusing tale to you about their pets?

Please leave a comment! I would love to hear it!

Pink, Pink, or How About Pink?

Children are fascinating creatures. Mini reflections of adults, they keep life interesting. They are annoying, adorable, fun, curious, full of energy and life, and you never know what they are going to say.
No need to tell you this, right?
My niece is no different.
Yes, I admit it. And though I love her and, yes, spoil her, she is special.
And I'm not at all biased, I assure you.
Like most six-year-old girls, she loves pink. Pink everything: Clothes, toys, shoes, hair ties, you name it, and it's gotta be pink. Sadly, my sister has contributed to this by dressing her in many shades of pink since the minute she was born.
I had nothing to do with it, I swear!
A couple of weeks ago, yes, before my blog hit the world, my sister, said niece, and I went to a local movie rental store. As my sister was checking out her purchases, my niece saw a gumball machine and, in the way of children when faced with the prospect of getting candy, immediately wanted one. My sister said she could have one if my niece went out to the car and got her change out of her purse.
My niece immediately bolted out the door. I followed like any good aunt would and to the car we went.
As the vehicle has child safety locks on the back doors, my niece was unable to get in, so I opened the driver's side door and crawled in. Reaching in the back by her booster-seat, I immediately snagged a small PINK change purse and held it up for my niece's inspection.
"Is it this one?" I asked.
She immediately corrected me.
"No." she said to me. "It's in the pink one."
I looked by her booster seat.
There were three purses sitting there.
And every one of them was pink.
Of course, I should have known exactly which purse she was wanting because I'm clairvoyant and, sadly, my niece never got her gum-ball and had to chew her Hubba Bubba gum, instead, which was, oh-so-surprising, in a pink container, but there you have it.
True story, I swear.
Now I invite you toshare your story. Do you have an amusing and true story about your child, niece, nephew, grandchild, third cousin twice removed, or life in general?
Go ahead, we would love to hear it.