My fingers smell good. I want to eat them. Okay not really, but I cannot stop sneaking a smell at them. I am at work and it is my night to cook. I set the chicken to marinade in a lime garlic mixture (from a bottle) and used my fingers to move it around to make sure the pieces were completely coated. And not I cannot get the lovely smell off. I have washed them at least five times. So here I sit, typing for a minute, smelling them for a minute, and then typing again.
My other favorite smell is chlorine that has permanently sunk into your skin after spending a good amount of time in the pool. So clean, so nice.
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So I noticed you've blogged EVERY day this month. You're the best blogger I've ever come across! Hey, you're crazy about the smell thing...I can't STAND when my hands smell like garlic because that smell lingers for days! But, I guess we all have those smells we love. P.S. You gotta send me some shots from the concert...then I can blog about my AMAZING friend who got me to a concert when I was HUGE and pregnant!
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