Showing posts with label favorite things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label favorite things. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Favorite Things Thursday.

This week's Favorite Thing Thursday with Melanie is a tricky one. My assignment this week, and I do choose to accept it, is to name my favorite scent. I would have a hard time selecting just one. You see, I am a huge smell girl. Don't misunderstand. I am not a smelly girl. No, no. I do not stink. I smell delightful. I just sniff a lot. Wait, that doesn't sound good either. I don't sniff bad things like inhalants. I'm not over here getting high. I just enjoy smelling. I think the sense of smell is my most keen of all the senses. I have a pretty good little nose and I'm very smell sensitive. I enjoy a lot of smells--some that are probably not popular among the majority of people on this planet, but we already know I'm a little off. Now as much as I love smells, there are that many that I equally hate. Smells that are bad to me work my gag reflex. I can't take bad smells. Gag.

Okay. On to listing smells that I find to be quite delicious:
  • Plastic. Think opening a new kids toy. Ahh.
  • New shoes. Mmm. Sniffing a shoe box (especially filled with a new pair of tennis shoes) is delightful. Shoes make me high.
  • New clothes. That store smell is to die for.
  • Clean linens. Clean sheets are for winners.
  • The smell of the car ac first coming on--this is a weird smell but I like it.
  • Skunks. They stink so bad that they smell good.
  • Rosemary Mint Shampoo. It opens up the nostrils.
  • Striking a match
  • Country air on a summer night
  • New car smell
  • Anything coconut and pineapple scented
  • Baby skin and hair. Not their bottoms though--those are usually stinky.
  • Johnson's Baby Lotion. This is my daily lotion of choice.
  • Gas fumes
  • Men. Men smell delicious. Plus I love all men's shower gel and deodorant. 
  • Icy Hot
  • The inside of books
  • Meat. Mmm. Meaty.
  • Bleach. I love the smell of clean.
  • Riley's Bakery. This is a local bakery. I would pay them money to let me just sit and sniff their air all day. The air is a deliciousness mixture of bread, Crisco, and icing. Heaven in the air. And, well, I'd also pay them money because I would buy up a variety of their baked goods to eat as I sat in the bakery and sniffed all day. There would be no sense in sitting there sniffing and drooling. Might as well eat while I'm enjoying the aroma at length.
  • A brewed tea bag
  • Daisy Mae's paws--please read explanation below so that you're not frightened.
This is a smell that I find to be interesting. Maybe you are neat and you find it interesting too. Don't unfollow me just because I admitted to know the smell of my dogs paws. I find dog paws to smell like corn chips. Now I don't sit and just sniff Daisy's paws. I can just smell it when she's beside me wanting me to rub her. The smell travels up to my nostrils so it's unavoidable. And one day I thought, "Hey, her paws smell like something in my pantry. What could it be? Oh yes. Fritos." If you've never sniffed your dogs paws, well, shame on you. Now call your furry child over to you this instant and sniff. See. Fritos. Dogs have Frito Feet. Unless your dog just came in from outside and stepped in its own doo. Then they won't smell like corn chips. Sorry. And you'll probably need to get some wipes and clean those paws. {gag reflex kicking in}

Now that everyone thinks I'm a ginormous freak, this would probably be a good time to wrap this list up. 

My wish for you on this day is that you encounter many smells that make you say, "Ahh". 
Sniff away, friends. Sniff away.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Favorite Things Thursday.

I'm linking up with a fellow South Central Kentucky girl, Melanie to share one of my favorite things. 
Today's topic is to share your favorite book. I have so many favorite books. I love many adult books, but children's books have an extra special place in my heart. That fact is more than evident if you see my bookshelf and the 50+ themed tubs full of read-alouds in my classroom. If I had to choose a favorite children's book, it's one that probably not many of you are familiar with. It's an older book and is now out of print. If you know this book and loved it so much when you were a kid, that probably means we're destined to be BFFs for all time.

It's this little gemstone, No, No, Joan

This was my favorite book during kindergarten and first grade. My mom was the librarian at my school and I seriously checked this book out every week. Its card catalog card was full of nothing but "Sarah" written in my little kid handwriting. Card catalog...man, computers sure helped save the day with that system.
A new school was built after my first grade year and Mom had to box up all of the books for the move. That little book was so worn out (thanks to me) that mom pulled it out of circulation and let me have it. Happiest day of my life. I'm actually surprised she gave it to me. I wore. her. out. with this book.

There are many instances in life when I just want to shake my head at someone and say, "No, no, Joan". You see a woman at Wal-Mart wearing pants that are riding up the cooch a little too much? "No, no, Joan".  You see a kid sporting a mullet? "No, no, Joan." You see someone displaying a "need assistance, call police" sunshade in a yellow car? "No, no, Joan! Heck nah!"

Sigh. There are many no no's in life.

This book has a very predictable text, which is what made it a fun book. Joan was a mischievous little feline. She heard, "No, No, Joan" from her owner after she caused trouble and did something naughty. My favorite page was when Joan was caught drinking from the toilet. I've always been a fan of all things bathroom related.
Silly Joan. So there you have it. That's my pick for favorite book. It's the winner.