A funny attempt at romance
While looking through my jewelry box this morning for a silver bracelet…well, not real silver. All my jewelry is of the faux kind. I lose jewelry all the time and refuse to spend anything over $20 for something that will probably fall off me into the river or at the store. Anyhoo, I found a small vial of Patchouli oil. You know, hippy perfume. I was too young during the 70′s to be aware of this fad, but a few years ago, I came across an article saying that Patchouli is a scent that drives men crazy with lust. Bingo! That got my attention. It took a couple weeks for me to find the oil in the small coastal town I shop in, but I was determined. The day I brought it home, I planned to act normal when hubs got home to put it to the test. I dabbed a little behind my ears, a little on my cleavage, and just for good measure I even dabbed behind both knees.
Honestly, it smelled funny to me, but what do I know? I’m a female, not a male. I could certainly put up with the scent if it caused my hubs to go out of control with lust, right?
Just for good measure, I dabbed some more on my wrists right before he walked through the door after work. I stood in front of the stove cooking and trying to contain the giggles. I was so excited. I imagined him sweeping me off my feet, throwing me on the bed, and showing me his lustful side. Instead, he kissed the side of my neck, asked what was for dinner, and said, “Hm, that smells kind of funky.”
*heartdrop*
I did not give up though, because maybe the scent of Patchouli mixed with chili wasn’t a good combination. Once the dishes were washed, I dabbed another spot of the oil on my neck and walked into the living room. Snuggling up beside hubs to make sure he could catch a whiff, I waited.
He lifted his arm, sniffed, and asked me if I smelled that odor.
*heartdrop*
This was not going well. Apparently, he thought our house smelled moldy, and then he thought maybe a mouse had climbed into the air ducts and died. It was time to come clean. I confessed my two week adventure over trying to drive him crazy with lust. While he was laughing, I jumped in the shower. lol
Today, I can look at the bottle of oil and laugh. It was funny. In fact, my whole marriage has been a learning experience. I try to keep things fresh and new. More often than not, it ends up being a laughable situation, but you know what? That’s romance! Those times we both crack up and spend more time laughing over our silly attempts to impress the other one keeps our relationship a good one.
OMGsh… ROFLMBO that is hilarious!!! It is nice that you try to keep things fresh and new. I try that with different things, but with kids there is just so many things that you can do with kids, lol.
Hugs,
Brandy
Kids make things a little harder, but not impossible. Set that alarm clock for 3am. heehee
That’s too funny. I think we all have done things like that. We heard that raw oysters were an aphrodisiac and saw some and bought them for a weekend alone. We also got some chocolate (I got hersheys syrup) and strawberries.
The oysters were just ewwwwww and when I tried dipping the strawberries in chocolate…well it didn’t stick, how was I supposed to know you were supposed to use melted chocolate. lol It made a mess.
But it was funny and we can laugh about it now.
lol I have never dipped strawberries and I bet I’d do the same thing. I bet you guys had a good laugh.