for dishwasher soap (hand washing not machine) I use the least evil concentrate I can find with 4 to 1 vinegar and lemon oil. Of course this won't work if the vinegar or lemon oil scents bother you.

I like most citrus or spice scents. Floral I love, but not to wear. I ADORE the scent of jasmine or orange blossom in my backyard, for example.

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Sometimes I really hate my family.

I had a stress dream a week ago that my father had called me to say that he needed me to book a hotel room for me and my mother, that he couldn't do it because his phone kept dropping the calls. In the dream I was pissed that the responsibility of booking was falling to me, and not my brother. Yes, it makes no sense. The room was for me, and I would be paying not with my own money.

So, here I am, trying to clean the apartment, and mom calls, and says she wants me to book the room, even though she's already got her eyes on an ideal place. So I get on their website, but they don't have the rooms/nights we need. So now I'm stuck with hours of research trying to find the right location for the right price that's not on some seedy jughandle highway.

Flove you very much, mom. Enjoy tripping over my laundry and recycling when you stop by.

We make all the travel arrangements for my mom. Not just to see us, but wherever she goes. My DH signs his emails to her "Fogelson Travel. We treat you like family." I have a feeling my 82-year-old mom is way older than yours, though, Juliebird. We would not have done this when she was in her 60s.

Yeah, moms are like that. My mom called to ask me about starting a blog. I explained a bunch of stuff about it and said "the instructions are pretty self explanatory. I know lots of people who aren't as smart as you who have blogs, so you shouldn't have any problem"

She's 65, and said she would do this. And then didn't.

I'm looking at hotels that are on trucking roots and have comments about the parking lot being popular hangout spots for delinquents and thin walls and smoking rooms sharing their smell. Awesome. I know we're just sleeping there, but, awesome.

My mom's most annoying habit by far is asking around stuff. Instead of coming right out and saying "Will you do the dishes?" It's 15 minutes of questions about who ate last, when the dishwasher was last emptied and who did that, whether you plan on leaving the house and leaving dishes in the sink.

Jon doesn't always appreciate my bluntness, but he's seen the alternative and how crazymaking it is.

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There are a handful of guys frequently in my office who must bathe in cologne. And all varieties that give me headaches.

After one left the other day, I turned to my officemate and said "I like you. You don't try to smell pretty." He just cracked up.

I kinda don't deliberately wear scents. I do use lavender dryer sheets, so there's that. But my shampoos and bodaywashes and soaps are mostly Dove and my anti-perspirant is usually something generic like "fresh" or powder. So I probably just smell like Dove.

I love aveda scents for... an hour. Then they start headaches. Either from smell or the fact they make Loki attack my head.