Scents and Smells

I already know that I may very well be SCREWED when (and if) I get pregnant, being that it is said that your senses are heightened, especially your sense of smell.

You see, I am already INCREDIBLY SENSITIVE to, even the faintest, of smells. 

• If someone has stinky feet, I smell them, almost immediately, and will be totally aware of it until we part ways.
• If someone is wearing a really yummy cologne, I can't stop breathing through my nose so as to keep getting a whiff.
• If someone is wearing old lady perfume, I am reminded of all of the old Portuguese ladies at Cabrillo Club dinners.
• If I smell a Star Gazer Lily, I can't help but think of Festa Sunday.
• If someone is wearing Dolce & Gabbana Light Blue perfume, I can't help but think of my friend Faith and a few others that wear the scent.
• If I get a whiff of Patchouli Oil, I think of Brian Wurzell and how he would wear it, hug me, and I would inevitably smell like Patchouli Oil ALL DAY after.
• The smell of a redwood deck in the sun will FOREVER remind me of the Young Life camps Woodleaf and Oakbridge.  Not sure why it doesn't remind me of the countless others, but it only reminds me of those two.
• The smell of VW Bugs and Jettas will always remind of melted crayons.
• The smell of cream of mushroom soup makes me want to vomit... there is no other way to say it.
• There is nothing that screams summer more than the smell of fresh strawberries.

I was laying out in the sunshine (yes in February),on my back deck this weekend and the smell of the wood deck took me back to my summers at Young Life camp and it made me smile.

Thus, it got me thinking about smells and the power they have to take us somewhere, remind us of someone, make us sick, make us laugh, and even make us cry.