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Scent Diary, June 18-24, 2012

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Boring week, probably not going to get the chance to even post this until much later next week… trip coming up. Also, this was a sketchy week since my mental processes were taken up with getting things done before we left.

Monday, June 18: Mowed the lawn this morning, and trimmed some low-hanging branches on one of the redbud trees. Grocery shopping with my boys. The CEO went and picked up our new gas grill at the Home Depot, but since it might rain today we’re going to skip setting it up on the deck right now. SOTD: Cartier Trezieme Heure, the 13th, “fantasy” hour. Which is strange and kind of fun, and if I were made of money I’d buy some. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, June 11-17, 2012

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Monday, June 11: Grocery shopping as usual; talked to my favorite cashier, who’s got kids a little older than mine and still loves Sesame Street. (You rock, Shaun.) SOTD: Le Temps d’une Fete (edit: oops, somehow I cut out the SOTD before). Pretty day until about 6pm, when it just bucketed down. I had just dropped Gaze off at football practice, and was coming home, and there were our neighbors and PETBoy’s dad out on the road, looking at the damaged fence and deciding what to do about it. Everybody was pretty calm, saying how glad they were that poor PETBoy (who is STILL really stressed about the whole thing) didn’t hit any of the numerous trees on either side of the road. I’m not sure he believed me when I told him about it at dinner.

My mother’s first cousin, Hazel, died this afternoon. The two were close as sisters – born about twelve hours apart – and Mom’s having a tough time right now, although this was not entirely unexpected. Hazel has had numerous health problems for more than fifty years now, following a severe car wreck that nearly killed her when she was a senior in high school. Her back was broken in three places, and although she was told that she’d likely never walk again or have children, she became an RN and had two beautiful healthy kids. If only she’d been able to stop smoking, she might still be here. 72 is too young.

Tuesday, June 12: 60% chance of thundershowers today, so I didn’t hang out a bunch of laundry on the clothes line, and The CEO did not mow a bunch of hay (FYI, if hay gets rained on after it has been mowed and has started to dry, the quality of taste and nutrition is greatly reduced, so you don’t want that to happen if it can be avoided). Took Taz to the doctor’s office for his pre-sixth-grade checkup and Dtap booster. He’s still tracking along at that 10th percentile on weight, but his height is now at the 25th percentile rather than the 15th. SOTD: SSS Forest Walk. You know, there’s something really animalic about this after it’s been on for several hours. I don’t know what exactly… dregs of jasmine, maybe, because it smells like sweaty girl undies.

As it turned out, it DID NOT RAIN. AT ALL. So by 4pm we had hung out two loads of clothes, and The CEO went and mowed the hay after all. (Since it’s not going to dry much overnight in cooler temperatures, any rain it gets before it starts drying tomorrow is a nonissue.) SOTE: Cuir de Lancome.

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Scent Diary, May 28-June 3, 2012

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Monday, May 28, Memorial Day (observed): Hot. CEO in the hayfield. No school. PETBoy at our house. Kids watching movies and playing Trivial Pursuit. I totally forgot to put on scent this morning, even before going to the grocery store, because I was trying to get back before anybody maimed anyone else this morning (the Nerf gun wars started early).

Scent of the Afternoon: Si Lolita. The CEO and I watched Part I of the Hatfields & McCoys miniseries, with Kevin Costner (Hatfield) and Bill Paxton (McCoy). It’s pretty good, but we’re bothered by the fact that the mountains look wrong. We were looking at them and puzzling over where this miniseries was filmed, and then we looked it up on IMDB: Romania. Yes, Romania. No wonder it didn’t look like West Virginia! Also, Costner is lookin’ ooooooold. He’s only 57, but man, has he got some serious wrinkles. I’ve always liked Bill, even back in his Aliens days (“Game over, man!”).  SOBedtime: L’Arte di Gucci. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, May 21-27, 2012

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Monday, May 21: Warm and humid today; The CEO was in the hayfield fluffing and baling, but it rained really hard for about fifteen minutes this afternoon, so that put an end to the baling. I wrote and did the grocery shopping. SOTD: La Prairie Life Threads Platinum, which is hideous for two hours and then something like the faded drydown of Deneuve. It’s nicer the longer you have it on, but I don’t know why you wouldn’t just hunt up some Miss Dior instead, even the current version.

Tuesday, May 22: Supposed to be raining this afternoon, but the morning is lovely. SOTD: Jour Ensoleille. The rain held off long enough for the guys to get most of the hay that was mowed on Friday baled, all except for maybe 10-15 bales. I took lunch over to The CEO, and while I was waiting for him to finish raking a windrow, I just looked over the field. The sun was hot on my head, and the hay smelled good, and I could hear insects and birdsong and diesel motors on the far side of the field. There were all kinds of birds around the field – crows, robins, two male bluebirds (and if there is anything at all more beautiful than that streak of electric blue through the air when they fly, I’d like to know what it is).

In the afternoon, I went to the Band Open House, to do paperwork and hear the “please volunteer with boosters” spiel and pay fees for Band Camp. PETBoy’s sister has decided to join the color guard this year (she plays alto sax, and got all the way through band camp last year before deciding that no, she didn’t really want to be spending that much time in her brother’s company), so that was exciting news. In not-so-exciting news, we discovered that they only make drum major gloves in S-M-L-XL sizes, and Bookworm needs an XS. She put on PETBoy’s size L gloves, and they literally flew off her hands on the downbeat. Funny. SOTE: Sweet Redemption. I didn’t want to skeer the other band parents by smelling like barnyard flowers. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, May 14-20, 2012

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Monday, May 14: Rain. Rain, rain, buckets and buckets of rain. It let up at some point in the afternoon, but it’s extraordinarily wet outside. Gaze’s football practice was canceled today. SOTD: Amoureuse, yum. My peonies are getting battered by rain…

Did the grocery shopping, went to the band boosters meeting. I hear that the marching band show this coming year will be a pirate theme – and that Bookworm and PETBoy will have some sort of good-pirate-drum major/bad-pirate-drum major battle going on. I still haven’t figured out who’s the good one and who’s the bad one, but the band director is just dying to figure out some way to affix a plank to the big drum major podium so that Bad Drum Major can make Good Drum Major walk it (and land on a mat, I guess).

Oh. Bookworm just told me that the show will end with her “killing” PETBoy with a collapsing sword and directing the finale with one foot atop his “dead” body. So I suppose she’s Good Drum Major. Which makes sense because despite his sweet-to-the-bone personality, PETBoy is considerably bigger than Bookworm, and I hardly think it would play well to have a nearly-6′-tall “good drum major” stabbing the weensy 5′-tall “bad drum major” to end the show.

I. Cannot. WAIT. To see this show. CANNOT. WAIT.

Tuesday, May 15: It was supposed to rain again today, but didn’t. The sky feels heavy, somehow. It smells like black locust blossoms outside (honey-spiced lilies), so SOTD is Amoureuse again. Delicious. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, May 7-13, 2012

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Monday, May 7: Weather chilly but sunny. Grocery shopping day. I had just gotten back home when The CEO called me with the message that he’d been in a car accident. The Camry was damaged but drivable, and he was okay. Poor Cameron is missing his entire front bumper, and he’s got cracked headlights to boot. SOTD: Le Temps d’une Fete. Again. I’m not sorry.

Tuesday, May 8: Rain. Running around trying to get estimates on getting the car fixed. Looks like it’s going to be (ouch) somewhere between $1500 and $2000 out of pocket, since we’d dropped collision insurance on both vehicles last year. SOTD: Hilde Soliani Il Tuo Tulipano, since I rediscovered this little decant and reviewed it last week. Nice. It’s cheerful, which I needed. Wore Shalimar Light to sleep in.

Wednesday, May 9: Our 20th anniversary. We’ve made it this far! Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, April 30-May 6, 2012

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Monday, Apr: 30: Laundry. Writing. Grocery store errand. Bleargh. SOTD: Cuir de Lancome. SOTE: Le Temps d’une Fete, still the new stuff. It’s growing on me. The lawnmower is totally busted – the tierod FELL OUT and under the blades, so not only is the tierod end worn, but now the tierod is bent and halfway chewed by blades. This cannot be good.

Tuesday, May 1: May Day! I started out with a little spritz of Diorissimo and then moved on to Carillon pour un Ange, of which I only have small samples but which I think is genius, all those jangly ginggongy floral bells over the smish of dirt and roots and grass. (What is this, Onomotopoeia Day? Ginggongy and smish in the same sentence?? Oy.)

SOTE: Le Temps d’une Fete (new). We had a thunderstorm this afternoon but never got any rain, or at least not right here. Weird.

Wednesday, May 2: Another day, another thunderstorm. The dog hates these. She cowers. SOTD: Crown Bouquet.. Watched part of “The Matrix” with Bookworm (well, she was sort of watching it and sort of doing chemistry homework – we’ll hope the chemistry got most of her attention). Lawrence Fishburne is awesome. And you probably remember I think Keanu Reeves is just drop-dead gorgeous, in a “Keanus should be seen and not heard” sort of way.

We DVR’ed it and showed part of it to the boys. Of course, by the next day they were saying to each other, “We’re going to need guns. LOTS of guns.” Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, April 23-29, 2012

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Monday, Apr: 23: More rain. Plus wind and chilly temperatures. April really is the cruelest month, isn’t it? Bookworm, who’s exhausted from several weeks of not enough sleep and too much homework, went to Governor’s School today and then came home at 10 am to drink Russian tea, nurse her cold, and do more homework. She even missed drum major practice today. The GS experience has been hard on her, but the upside is that she is earning both college credit and an ability to keep multiple balls up in the air. At this rate, college should turn out to be a breeze for her. I did laundry. SOTD: Soivohle Rosa sur Reuse.

Did the grocery shopping today and got home at 3:55, just in time to pick up Taz walking home from the bus stop and put away the cold food. Then The CEO pulled into the driveway at 4:10 this afternoon with Eddie Van full of his honors class students, back from their field trip. He had to dash off to a school board meeting, so I was delegated to drive the van back to Virginia Tech to drop off the guys. Poor Eddie… he’s usually not difficult to drive, despite his large size, but today he steered like a boat, with six people inside and all their luggage.

SOBedtime: Kilian Sweet Redemption. Yum.

Tuesday, Apr. 24: Am completely annoyed at the reformulation of Le Temps d’une Fete. I had ordered a backup bottle from Parfum1, which often has closeouts, and I’d hoped for a bottle of old stock – but no. It’s new. I’m going to send it back. SOTD: Amouage Memoir Woman, delightfully way too much of it, but I’m not planning on going anywhere today. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, April 9-15, 2012

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Monday, Apr: 9: I really must finish Bookworm’s prom dress this week. We will have another Eisenhower Fellow visiting us at the weekend and staying in the sewing/guest room, so all the sewing stuff will have to be packed away by then. Aaargh. I predict an extremely boring Scent Diary week… however, it is beautiful outside, spring all over the place. SOTD: Bond #9 Fire Island.

Tuesday, Apr. 10: Madly sewing. SOTD: By Kilian Asian Tales Collection Bamboo Harmony, Water Calligraphy.

Wednesday, Apr. 11: Sewing. No SOTD. Bizzybizzybizzy.

Thursday, Apr. 12: More sewing – and I think I’m almost finished! I still have to steam out some wrinkles after I tack down the edges of the zipper seam allowance, but the dress is mostly done. No SOTD until evening, when I headed out for our last chorus rehearsal of the season – Kenzo Parfum d’Ete, the old one with green notes and lots of lily of the valley. The soprano that claims to be bothered by perfume said she could smell it. Grr.

Friday, Apr. 13: Disaster: when Bookworm tried on her dress again, the zipper broke. I’ve tried several times to get the teeth to engage properly, but they simply won’t. It is unaccountably chilly, too. SOTD: Cuir de Lancome.

Saturday, Apr. 14: Housecleaning. SOTD: Penhaligon’s Eau Sans Pareil. The CEO went to Charlottesville to pick up our Eisenhower Fellow visitor, Pascal, who’s an attorney and financial guy based in Paris, and a member of a Thomas Jefferson club. They toured the University of Virginia, which was founded by Jefferson (The CEO made sure to wear his Virginia Tech baseball cap), and then since Pascal had recently visited Monticello, headed for Poplar Forest. It was too late for a tour when they got there, so they went to a minor league baseball game instead, where I’m sure The CEO enjoyed explaining the game to Pascal. We had beautiful weather today, and I just know that UVa was covered in blooms at this time of year.

My parents stopped by briefly for a visit, and my mother agrees that the zipper on the prom dress is busted and I’ll need to just replace it. (GRRR.)

Sunday, Apr. 15: After breakfast, The CEO and Pascal and the boys headed off for an adventure. They went to visit Thomas Jefferson’s other house, Poplar Forest, and the D-Day Memorial located in Bedford, VA; Pascal is originally from Normandy. After that, they visited the Natural Bridge, which was surveyed by George Washington and was once owned by Thomas Jefferson.

Meanwhile, Bookworm and I went to church and then came home for lunch. She did homework all afternoon while I went to perform in our community chorus presentation of Haydn’s The Creation. SOTD, applied lightly at about 8:30 am, was Le Temps d’une Fete, and the Perfume-Complaining Soprano did not, in fact, complain although temperatures were in the 80s, with no windows open in the church where we were singing. It went well.

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Scent Diary, Apr. 2-8, 2012

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Monday, Apr: 2: It was supposed to rain today, but didn’t. The guy came to plow up our garden and said he’d come back on Tuesday to till it and finish up. SOTD: Deneuve edt, lovely. It truly is a beautiful, beautiful day. I am wrestling with the stupid seams on the stupid skirt for the stupid prom dress, and wondering why I was so stupid as to choose stupid ravelly taffeta. Grrrr.

Tuesday, Apr. 3: Rain. Looks like no tillage today, and no mowing either, though the grass really needs it. SOTD: Soivohle Lilas et Narcisse, from a sample – very pretty stuff, but lasts about half an hour.

Everything outside looks like a wet sidewalk chalk drawing: gray and white, and green and pink and purple and more white, all the colors fuzzed up and melting into each other.

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Scent Diary, Mar. 26- April 1, 2012

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Monday, Mar. 26: This painting deal is just killing me – I keep going over the wall to make sure I didn’t miss any spots, and just when I think I’m done, I find another one… Grr. SOTD: Diorissimo. Beautiful.

Tuesday, Mar. 27: More painting. Finished the long wall, took all the tape down, put the outlet covers and light switch plates back, moved the furniture back. Still have to put up the pictures and the curtain rods and curtains… SOTD: Vanille Tonka, which is out of place in this lovely weather. (Except, if you love something can it really be out of place?)

Wednesday, Mar. 28: The painting is making my wrist ache terribly, so I’m going to take a break before starting that fourth wall. I mowed part of the yard, which took for eeeeevvveerrrrrrr because the grass was so thick and tall that it kept clogging up the lawnmower. Sigh. But the redbuds are absolutely beautiful, and it was fascinating to watch the bumblebees buzzing around the blooms as I mowed (very, very carefully) near the trees. SOTD: DSH Chypre, followed by Le Temps D’une Fete at bedtime. Continue reading →

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Scent Diary, Mar. 12-18, 2012

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Monday, March 12: Windy today, but warm and very pleasant. The orphan calf we’ve been bottle-feeding – named Samuel – has recovered from his bout of illness, we think. He seemed to be doing quite well on just grass and a bit of grain, so we tapered him down from a full bottle of milk to a half, and then to zero, and within four days he was sick. So he’s back on full rations, and very chipper. SOTD: Tom Ford Black Violet. I really like this thing, even though it’s very much Not Me. Anybody else like dressing up in costume? I do. I suppose fragrance is a way to do that without having people look at you funny in the grocery store.

Tuesday, Mar. 13: SOTD: Annick Goutal Heure Exquise edt, the last of my samples. I’ve worn it before and enjoyed it, but never felt that I needed a bottle. I like it. It doesn’t move me. It is very similar to Chanel No. 19, which I prefer. I notice that all the pasture fields have suddenly gone bright green, emerald green, Ireland green (no wonder so many Scots-Irish settled here: it must have looked something like home). SOBedtime: DSH Chypre with a chaser of Le Temps d’une Fete. Yummy. Cozy. Continue reading →

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