hula hoops and hampster wheels

my standby perfume is hypnose by lancome -- but it's more of a fall or winter smell -- so in spring and summer I try to mix it up a bit and this year, i found my way back to bath n body. I had been on an unofficial boycott since they kept replacing all of my favorite finds there -- and now I can't even remember the names of them -- only that there was a pink one, a blue one and a green one I liked... and they don't make them anymore.

So I went with my friends Swessi over lunch and stocked up on some lotions -- cause let's face facts - winter was not kind to my skin and now I have some dry spots.

I picked up:

Wild honeysuckle
delicate orchid? or something with an orchid on it -- I can't find it at the moment, it might be at Dave's? or else it has entered the wonderful abyss of lost items.
Coconut Lime Verbena -- which I like at first, but then sometimes I smell vanilla in it and I get nauseous, one of the side effects vanilla has on me.
and finally
the Pomegranate number --
I like them all, I buy them all -- bad habit, yes, but on the other hand it had been some time since I made a trip to the B&B

Afterthought: coconut lime verbena -- can only be worn on days i know i won't see Dave, as his reaction to coconut is similar to my reaction to vanilla...

The honeysuckle is soft and airy but a little too powdery

so the orchid number and pomegranate are by far the two favorites out of the 4. just can't find the orchid one and the pomegranate is at work.

On the same note, for my birthday -- I bought myself some cute soaps from World Market -- Lemon, Lime and Orange -- for my love of all things citrus. Yes, this is perhaps the lamest birthday present I've ever got for myself but - I wasn't in a shopping mood and this is what I found.

So at work -- we have this medicine/first aid cabinet. And a couple weeks ago I was suffering from sever nasal congestion and discomfort. So I decided to use the freebie work stuff until I got myself to walgreens or cub.

Well -- I started taking the drugs as directed - with water, every 4 hours, 2 pink pills. Then the next day - to keep my relief on a more even kilter, I've decided 1 pill every two hours would be the better plan. I keep this up --- and on my way home I start to notice, that I'm not exactly sure how I got to where I was, I notice that I'm leaving my turn signal on an extra long time (which btw is my pet peeve and I rarely do such and unthinkable thing) I chalk it up to several of the other issues at hand: pms, quitting smoking, tiredness, the angles of the moon and anticpation over the recent eclipse, the decrease in caffine in my system the nasal decongestant did not come to mind until --- I met Dave for dinner.

We met at PF Changs and we had a little bit of a wait, and we were talking and I was getting loud, louder than my usual boistrous self, and much more animated, I bit my tongue, I was extra affectionate and extra goofy. I had a fit of laughter, uncontollable , unstoppable laughter --- about nothing, I am amused by everything, I feel drunk. I haven't had anyhting to drink, I've removed diet coke from my diet -- (Now I'm drinking it for the sole purpose of caffine -- I much prefer non- diet sodas now... shocking I know -- but I don't my ass and thighs to expand past the point at which they are so I have to suffer with the horrible taste of diet coke -- anyways.... onward) So we are finally seated and we order our beverages -- Coca Colas, and chicken lettuce wraps and crab wontons for appetizers. We wait, we talk, I'm still a little giggly, Dave thinks this is very amusing.
We order food, we talk, i giggle, we eat, I take a litle pink pill after I'm done eating. He asks me what kind of drugs taking since it's in this bright orange paper. He reads the drug information. Turns out I shouldn't be taking this drug due to a thyroid condition, this warning has been on other things and I haven't really paid much to it, but it makes sense - so I promise to discontinue use.
Dinner ends, Dave walks me to my car. Dave likes to park in the furthet possible spot from the door, so I've parked in what I consider the furthest possible spot -- he has parked in the other direction so it is agreed that I will take him to his car if he walks me to mine.

I drive him to his car and exit the Arbor Lakes twisted roads that lead to shopping. Dave goes his way -- and I go, well I go... the wrong way --- somehow - I get myself turned around, going the wrong way, leaving my turn signal on for I don't know how long, I get myself int a neighborhood that I thought connected to the road I pass on my way to work --- nope it was a similar name, so I drive around a couple blocks a couple times. It's dark and I'm stuck in the inner circles of suburbia purgatory --- where every street is the same name except the lane, ave , ct, circle keep changing. WHY can't it be alphabetical like everywhere else! Finally after a near breakdown -- I notice my turn signal is on and I turn it off. It must have been my lucky switch cause once I turned it off -- I found my way to a road I knew I could cut through to find the road that I know will lead me in the right direction, I'm still a ways from being found-- -so I turn the corner, cross the street, what's this? A roundabout? I didn't know there were roundabouts out here! yielding, yielding, straight and then taking my next right, I find myself -- and continue AND finally I am on the road I know, I am finally found -- I call Dave, tell him I got lost and he talks to me until I'm almost home.