Last night I was hugging Jon when I noticed he smelled…different…fragrant. So I made the astute observation. “You smell different – like cologne or perfume…” He thought for a moment then exclaimed “Oh! It must be this!” as he raised an arm so I could sniff his deodorant. Which I did. Without thinking about how odd it was to have my nose buried in my husband’s armpit. At least he was wearing a shirt. And, well, deodorant.
November 15th, 2009 at 10:03 pm
LOL!