We find powerful scents all around us, don't we? Go to the mall, and you can almost see the pink clouds rising from the perfume counter. Visit the grocery store, and you'll be bombarded with scented detergents and shampoos and soaps. Sit in any meeting, and you'll whiff dozens of perfumes and aftershaves, if you're lucky. Toilet water, colognes, deodorants, detergents - it's a treasure trove for the nose, everywhere we go.
I'm not trying to move in on Heloise's turf, offering snappy "household hints" to my readers, but we're chasing dust bunnies and candy wrappers with our vacuum cleaner, and I wanted to share a few of my own cleaning tricks.
Do you remember that 1970s movie called, "The Way We Were," with Robert Redford and Barbra Streisand? I didn't see the movie, but I remember the title because Streisand sang the theme song on the radio, over and over and over.
Have you ever encountered incompetent handymen? Maybe you wanted a few damaged roof shingles repaired, and instead, your hired hands installed new toilet seats in your bathrooms because they were too afraid to scale the roof.
Last week, while out of town and staying in a hotel, I had a most exasperating experience. I was snoozing away in my fluffy rented bed, and when it came time to wake up, I didn't quite make it all the way. I woke just enough to see a little bit of sunlight, and a glimpse of the walls, but nothing looked familiar, so my brain stayed closed for business. That's when I had the notorious, "Where am I?" experience. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know the state, the country, the day, the ...