Thursday, September 18, 2008

Desperate Situation

It's our tradition this year to go to the gym every Tuesday and Thursday. The girls get to go to Kidz Klub, and I get a little time to read my book on the treadmill.

This week, when I was getting ready to hit the gym, I could not find my nice smelling Degree Deodorant. The girls like to "get ready" with me and so I was sure it just wandered off. . . I just did not know where. Should I venture out without it? Ugh, not to the gym, and let's be honest, even if I was not going to the gym, it still would not have been a good idea.

I looked over at Garry's collection. Surely there must be some options in there. Okay, there were two: Speed Stick or Old Spice. One smelled like a guy and the other smelled like a guy. But I was desperate.

Sure enough, about ten smelling-like-a-guy minutes later, I fould my lovely Degree, Powder Fresh. I tried to put it on, but I just ended up smelling like a powdery fresh guy.

When Garry got home from work, I confessed what I had done. He came over to sniff out which one I had chosen, but all that he said was that it had apparently worn off.

Not sure what he meant by that.

2 comments:

Garry said...

That Garry sounds like one funny guy.

Tina said...

funny!