I was going to review some Laboratorio Olfactivo (and do a giveaway) but as you can see, I’ve been a little …preoccupied. El O started it. I’ve been tending and cleaning and trying to find stuff that he could keep on his stomach, etc…and I was fine. JUST FINE! Until last night. Hot shower and early night of it. Until the dreaded…..well, you know The Dreaded. I figured I would be okay – just sit there and let it all hang out like he did – but my body had other ideas. Within one of the longest minutes of my life I was yelling “GET A BUCKET!!!!!”. Here’s the thing: we have a largeish bathroom and that’s just fine until you are desperately needing other conveyances . They ought to make a two-fer commode just for those moments!
So! Here I am, puking and pooping my natural guts clean out…and in the midst of the carnage I’m thinking ‘whoa. what is that smell?’ (obviously it’s a smell apart from the other truly unnerving and disgusting smells ejaculating from my heaving self)…it had a spicy, licorish-y thing going……….oh, crap! It’s..CUMIN! I’m throwing up Femme and Jub 25 like nobody’s business (in the guise of some homemade chicken soup). Let me tell you: if you eat a dish with cumin and then are illin’…that cumin will take over your LIFE!!!!
March’s is…sushi. Been there. Done that. I won’t bring up your breakfast describing the scent of raw fish in gastric juices. Oh, wait. I just did! bwahahahha!
This is a pathetic post because I can barely sit up. But you guys hung in there with me – at least I hope you did. So I’m going to do a small giveaway.. Drop a line letting me know what is the note you would most NOT like to encounter on the Trip Back Up. I’ll toss a couple of cumin and orange scented beauties in ……..eww…I said ‘toss’. Urp…gotta go!