I'm toying with the idea of applying for an NEH grant. About a library project thing. Am I crazy?

You are if you might be about to move abroad.

Good lord, a huge raven just landed on my back porch rail. He actually made a thump when he landed.

Tell it to come visit me! I will give it snacks!

Pete uses a vanilla-scented shower gel. I use whatever whatever chocolate/vanilla/frosted sugarbomb bathing goo I've recently found. And I may have recently found my One True Cocoa Scent, because I am supposed to smell like a box of freshly-frosted chocolate cupcakes. Even when I'm covered in stage blood.

I use citrus or vanilla shower gel *or* almond soap, and then unscented lotion that I've added essential oils to. I can't wear or even be around most perfumes, so any scent on me will be very subtle. Except the coconut oil hair product. I'd forgotten about that. Again, though, you'll only smell it if I'm near enough to hug.

(starts acquiring a taste for the scent of coconut)

I try to be careful about how much scent I put on, because if I don't think about it, I will put on the pink frosted chocolate cupcake -scented body butter, and two or three different types of chocolate perfume oil. I have to remember that other people may not want to smell the bakery explosion.

I used an unscented lotion, but wear a perfume of lime, basil, and madarin -- spicy and citrusy. Body wash varies, but always spicy or citrusy, never floral. Shampoo is whatever Redken is scenting with.

I have to remember that other people may not want to smell the bakery explosion.

Since I am highly conflict-avoidy, I'm trying to think of a way to tell co-worker that her floral scent is more than enough for 5 people AND it aggravates my migraines. (I realize the tactful approach is to just mention the migraines, and that is my plan, but even so, I'm STILL avoidy about it and just wish she'd stop wearing so damn much.)

Most times I use "we" I pause and point out who exactly did the work, because it usually wasn't me. It's an old joke, but it's kind of my schitck these days.

Jasmine is the only smell I can tolerate these days, as well as whatever Aveda's humectant pomade smells like. So those are all I will ever smell like. I cry inside whenever anyone around me smells like anything. I know you dig it, but I just can't handle it, and elevators are sad, sad places.

I don't wear scent at work beyond my deodorant.