Last night, as I plopped on the couch, ready to watch a movie with the hubs, I caught a whiff of something different. Something I couldn't quite place. But something that smelled amazing.
Not one to wear anything scented, I cautiously asked Mario, "Are you wearing perfume?"
"Nope, I'm wearing mosquito lotion."
Ahhh . . . of course. I've never thought of mosquito lotion as an attractive scent. But some of my fondest memories have been spent outdoors, in the woods, at camp--covered in mosquito lotion.
So I guess there is an upside to the insane amounts of mosquitoes we've seen this week. I'm hoping that Mario puts on that mosquito lotion every night.
And last night I even dreamed that I was spending the summer at Homestead again. I'm not seeing a downside to this.