The scene: Poppy is in the kitchen. Poppy passes by the dirty dishes. Poppy decides she should maybe do some of the dirty dishes since no one else is gonna do them for her.
Poppy’s mouth (as in, out loud): An entire sink of dirty dishes. Better do some so I have clean silverware for later.
Breaking out the Ultra Palmolive Aroma Therapy Lavender and Ylang Ylang dishwashing soap.
Poppy’s nose: Mmmmmm, ZOMG!!!~11~~!!~
Poppy’s brain: OMG I WANNA WASH ONE MILLION DISHES.
Poppy’s mouth: Just a few dishes. No need to do all of them right now.
Poppy’s nose: Moremoremoremoremoremoremore, pleeeeeeeeeease more.
Poppy’s brain: DIRTY EVERY DISH IN THE HOUSE. DO IT. THEN CLEAN THEM OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. GO ON! WE’LL WAIT.
Poppy’s mouth: But, … I have stuff to do.
Poppy’s nose and brain: OVERRULED.
That stuff is seriously like crack. I didn’t huff it, but I sure wanted to. And now I have incentive to keep the sink free and clear of dirtiness. (But there’s a bowl and fork in the sink now just callllling my naaaaame.)
The image of you huffing dishsoap is hilarious. It also has made me send the husband out to buy some of that same kind so that I may huff it, too. I’m so weak.
Heh. Whatever works!
Also, I just saw that you added “I’m fucking Matt Damon” to your banner headlines. Hilarious. :-)
Kyra, I just sniffed my dishes to see if they still smelled like the dish soap when I put them away. Luckily, not. Or I’d be sniffing my dishes right now.
Stef, I’m the Sarah Silverman of the blogging world.
Ylang Ylang?
Avi, no idea. A moisturizer maybe? Something aromatic? I’m too lazy to look it up. It’s all about the lavendar for me. Lavendar makes me happpppy.
Is lavendar anything like lavender?
ZOMG U R RIT.
LavenDUR.
Now I want some. oh wait, I can’t smell.
If you huff it, you can blow painful lavendar smelling soap bubbles the rest of the day.
I love doing dishes anyway but when you have a great smelling detergent, it’s even better!
MMmmmm I have that stuff too and it SO rocks!!!
Is it really the soap or is this just a secretive OCD thing you have. I have it. I’m totally OCD about the kitchen… and scrub it with bleach every night.
The rest of the house… eh.
Tug, it’s purple and pretty!
Maman, that sounds kinda fun!
Sour,
I secretly love doing them as well.
Sybil, yesssssssss it does!
Dawg, really?
OMG, I’m reading blog posts!
(I miss you, but not enough to stalk)
I just had to leave a note to say that I have DRYER SHEETS that smell like lavender and ylang-ylang, and they smell so good that I HIDE THEM and I only use them when there’s a laundry load of just MY stuff. The rest of the time, the box sits in my yarn dresser, makin’ my yarn stink pretty.
Also, because I know you’re wondering, no foal yet. I told Jenn I hope Shadow has a boy so we can name him “45″. Get it? A colt! Colt 45!
I slay me.
OMG, K, I miss you too. We need more Scrabble. And, what the hell is Shadow waiting for?! Open your legs, horsey! I just bought a bunch of dryer sheets, dammit, or I’d get the ones you’re talking about, because… well, screw it, next time I’m at the store I’m looking for those.