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Blogs > piercednshavedmn > Milk Bone Underwear

OOH OOH THAT SMELL CAN'T YOU SMELL THAT SMELL  

piercednshavedmn 59M
1319 posts
8/12/2009 10:50 am

Last Read:
9/8/2009 12:59 pm
OOH OOH THAT SMELL CAN'T YOU SMELL THAT SMELL

I am not sure about anyone else, but I know certain smells can trigger floods of memories for me.

Having said that, like my memory my smeller is suspect even on the best of days. My loving Mermaid however has a sniffer bloodhounds would kill for.

“Do you smell that?” she'll ask

“Smell what?” is my usual reply

“Somebody 1.375 miles to the southeast is grilling steaks. T-bones I believe. They just flipped them over. Don't they know you should not salt meat while it is on the grill?” She says with an air of confidence.

Ok that maybe a slight distortion of the truth. She can't smell salt.

Back to the point.

Of the things I can smell most of my favorites are associated with and trigger thoughts of summer.

Freshly cut grass, a field of hay drying in the sun, and my personal favorite coconut scented suntan lotion (I smell that and I am at the beach immediately)

Since I have started riding my motorcycle to work on a regular basis I have discovered a variety of new summer smells:

The manure wagon from the dairy farm I ride past. Love following that one first thing in the morning.

The yard debris recycling truck. There is nothing like the smell of rotting grass clippings baked in a steel box at 95 degrees for a day.

The good old grease collection truck. Rancid grease need I say more. Every time I smell that I think:
in a few months that will be in some woman's make-up so I can live with the smell for a bit.

Nothing compares to the olfactory odyssey I make walking from my parking place to the back door of my office.

Imagine if you will: a warm summer morning, after a scorching 99 degree day. First I smell the Mexican place frying tortilla chips, so far so good.

Then the first assault on my nose, the heady aroma of the Chinese take-out place's dumpster. I smells so bad even the rats avoid it.

That is nothing compared to the symphony of perfumes wafting from the Sushi restaurant's dumpster.

Once you smell sun baked decaying fish bits it is burned into your brain.

Until Next Time
I am as always stopping to smell the roses if I could find some

XO and^5
MJ

CreoleKittee 53F

8/12/2009 2:58 pm

 ~waves~ Hallloooooooooooooooooooo!!!
~kittee kisses~


~~How beautiful you are and how pleasing....O Love, with your delights~~

Song of Songs 7:6


rm_impish_pixie 61F
6862 posts
8/13/2009 11:06 pm

 **LIPS** cut a fresh lemon and squeeze the juice all over your hands, rub it in...it'll take that fishy smell far, far away!!

Now, PNSD....ewwwwwwwwwwwww. And even worse that those...the lingering, (and I do mean lingering), smell of a paper factory...ewwwwwww
I make mistakes, I am out of control & at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ~Marilyn


absolutelynormal 63F
6558 posts
8/17/2009 6:32 am

 I miss the smell of sex.


LadyGrayLeopard 63F
26369 posts
8/21/2009 11:40 am

 ... guess who lives now next to cows...
fortunately the wind is NOT blowing from that direction every day...

and one building between me and chinese restaurant


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