|They are all like this. |
Some are just cuter.
Thankfully, for the most part, Boy is not too troublesome. He is mostly just baffling, as most male people are wont to be. Our most current topic of confusion is smell. Yes, smell. As in "can't you smell that?" I don't understand how if I can smell you from another floor in the house, you can't smell you. At all. Even a little.
|And now I think I see|
how the problem got started.
So, I recently solved the body wash issue by replacing it with something less fragrant. I didn't mention I had switched it and no one said a word about it. Problem solved, right? Despite this, I kept smelling that cologne-y smell whenever Boy was nearby or if I entered an area he had just been. Not sure what was going on, I checked the shower. Nope, Axe body wash not in sight anywhere. Then I saw the culprit. Old Spice deodorant. Apparently on one of Boy's first independent driving forays he went to Target, and being drunk with power, purchased said deodorant (and Lysol wipes - no I don't know why). In several different, subtle ways I suggested to Boy that he stop wearing the Old Spice. I used his allergies and skin sensitivity repeatedly. To no avail. Finally, I had to come right out and say the deodorant was giving me a headache and that people should not be able to smell your deodorant.
Not one to reach the extra inch and pick up the unscented deodorant next to the smelly one, I smelled Boy leaving the next day for school and immediately went up to his bathroom and threw away (in a trashcan in the garage) the Old Spice. He hasn't even said a word about it and I have no idea if he's even noticed. Yet, another thing about males that makes one wonder.
Back to the other male who lives here with smell issues. Thankfully, the Party does not have BO and he can occasionally tell when something smells. The problem here is he likes when stuff has a smell. When I hug Party, my nose is very near his armpit. I don't want to smell powder fresh or rugged outdoors or woodsy manliness, or whatever other dumbass name they give these things. I want to smell nothing. That is why it's called DEodorant. Not OTHERodorant. Party also loves him some Vapo-Rub and Ben-Gay. He has more call to use the Ben-Gay, so that's a more frequent discussion. I can come in through the garage and smell that stuff two stories up. He doesn't see what the problem is. He says that it smells like a wint-o-green lifesaver and he knows I like wint-o-green lifesavers. Yes, but not a pack of them shoved up my nose.
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