Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Friday, July 15, 2011

Old Spice

My sweet niece arrived last night. She and her boyfriend stopped to spend the night on their way to the beach. The Daddler was so excited. I told him it might be late and that he shouldn't wait up, but when she texted me around 9:00 to say they were almost here, I went to tell him the good news. He asked me which door they'd come in, and I told him we could let them in the front, and he decided to wait outside. And that was right when they drove up. It's so sweet to be greeted by the sight of him waiting in the driveway.

We settled in the living room to visit and it hit me. The cloying scent of Old Spice. Usually, it's reserved for Sunday morning trips to church. I told my niece she must be special to merit the O.S. That he must've used extra for her. So much, in fact, that I was becoming nauseated.

I have Deb to thank for that. She buys the stuff for him at every opportunity. He has no fewer than 8 bottles, and that's just the cologne. She gets him the gift packs with deodorant, aftershave, and whatever else they dream up. I wonder if he's using an old bottle and it's gone bad or if it just smells that awful to start with.

I firmly believe that you should never scrimp on fragrance. You definitely get what you pay for. And besides, it's not like you're buying it every other week. I surprised Kiddo at Christmas with Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue. I figured it was time for a step up from the Axe body spray. Lo and behold, he loved it. If I thought The D would wear it, I'd get some for him. But I know he'd never go for that.

I'm just hoping he doesn't reek of O.S. in the morning. If he does, I might have to excuse myself from the breakfast outing. Besides, he wants to go to Cracker Barrel and I'm just not sure I'm up for that. We'll see...

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