I’m a little stream-of-conciousness today. Men: continue at your own risk. Women: you should have no problem tracking with me.
So, I have previously mentioned my scent-related obsession. It’s really an issue for me. At all times, I want my house to smell like something lovely: baking cinnamon rolls, baking bread, baking cookies (uh, trend, anyone?), Big Daddy’s cologne…you know, the regular stuff. However, I don’t always have time to bake, and (sadly) Big Daddy’s not always here. I mean somebody has to support my candy corn habit, right?
Did you know that, at Walgreens, they have caramel candy corn, caramel apple candy corn, chocolate candy corn, honey candy corn, and those mellowcreme pumpkins that I sit on the couch and eat while the Diva cooks? I’m thinking of moving in there.
I should run by Walgreens today. To get my flu shot, of course. They have a sign that says “Flu Shots Every Day”; however, when last we went to get ours, the pharmacist told us they weren’t giving flu shots that day. I responded that, “Perhaps your sign should say, ‘Flu Shots Every Day…But Just Not Today'”.
She wasn’t amused.
Big Daddy and the Diva were.
Anywho, in order to obtain the scent I need without actual baking, I fill our house with candles. Not only do they smell *clicks tongue and winks* really nice (name that movie), but the flame adds ambience. I’m all about ambience. Unless I’m not. Then, I’m not about it at all. I’m what you’d call and ambience extremist. An ambience zealot. A guerilla, so to speak.
Here’s the thing about candles: they’re expensive. I really love the Yankee Candle store, except for their prices. And the fact that I have to drive for a blasted hour to get there. The Wal-Mart, as usual though, has my back. They have these lovlies:
They’re big mamas, too. They last awhile. And the price? $3!
Take a minute to let it sink in. When you’re done reeling, continue reading.
In addition to these two wonderful scents, I am currently working some type of apple-y concoction and a cinnamon roll one. See? Baking. Smart, huh?
What’s that? You can’t see the picture very well? Let me help you out with that:
Oh, my gosh! Don’t you just want to squeeze those cheeks? Sometimes I still do. Then, she looks at me, rolls her eyes, and asks me to bake some cinnamon rolls. I just light the candle and tell her to take a big whiff, then I curl up on the couch with my candy corn selection.
Buy the candles.
Happy Fall, Y’all!