I smell like an Italian sub.

I mean, to use a deodorant and smell...well, like you haven't used any at all?
I switched from my old standard, Degree Powder Fresh, to Adidas Active. A few days ago, I noticed that a funny oniony odor was emanating from my pits. A fluke, I thought, since I had eaten spaghetti.
The smell lingered. I was sniffing my pits one day and Walter comments "Yep, it's you, not me. You smell like onions." Gahh!!!! I had NEVER smelled this bad. And it's all due to the Adidas. That stuff makes me smell like I wallowed in a field filled with kudzu and wild onions. I wondered how many people I offended. I did notice that the guy who sits by me in my algebra class was sort of distanced from me in Wednesday. Hmmm....
Anyhoo, I gave the deodorant to Walter (who rather snarkily pointed out to me that it was a men's brand @@) and went right out and got some more Degree. No more smell. Tonight, when I was outside pulling weeds and trimming, I kept sniffing myself, trying to be discreet about it. No onions. Just Powder Fresh. Praise God.
My little nephew Evan is still in the hospital. Jaundice and breathing problems, common in preemies. He's been under the bili lights and he's been breathing better, thank God.
The cute kitty is Squeak, about 15 weeks old now. My, they grow up so fast.
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