It's 8:30 at night and I am bored. Marvin is in there watching a Kate Bush documentary.
Do you know what Kate Bush sounds like? You know the part where I'm not allowed to sing in the house? Imagine how much I'm not allowed to imitate Kate Bush in the house. Once I sang Wuthering Heights and Marvin told me to never do that again. Which of course makes me want to do it ALL THE TIME.
So I just sang Running Up That Hill to get his goat, and now I am banished to the computer room.
I wonder what this room used to be before computers became a thing you absolutely had to have a room for? I mean, way way back, this room was a side porch. Which would be nice to still have, if you ask me. I could still do computer-y things if it were all screened in in here, right? I mean, other than when it's snowing.
Before I got banished, I was in the living room looking for a book to read, but instead I found a bookworm.
Look how he ALWAYS has a snotty expression these days. Do you think he's going through his snide teen years? Am I, like, so embarrassing?
The Egg and I is a really good book, by the way. It is on Henry's left, there.
Did you ever read The Lovely Bones? It's about a girl who was killed, which sounds like it'd be awfully depressing to read, but it's an uplifting book. I swear. In the book, the girl is in heaven, and everyone's heaven smells different. I forget what hers smells like–maybe burning leaves? But for each person, heaven smells like their favorite smell.
Naturally I got sidetracked when I read the book, wondering what my heaven would smell like. My first instinct was Vicks VapoRub. Cause, come on, Vicks VapoRub smells really, really good. Then I wondered if I'd get tired of it, so I thought of maybe a lavender field.
Sometimes I like what it smells like after it rains, which it's doing here tonight, but sometimes it just smells like worms after it rains, and what if I got stuck with that smell for all eternity?
Ooo, what about vanilla? Like, real vanilla? There is this vanilla bourbon perfume I like that I used to buy at Uncle Jer's in LA, and I just found that they have some at my local Anthropologie store. I plan to buy some when the fall comes because it smells so ding-dang good. It is the only perfume I have ever used up. Twice. Why didn't I buy it right away when I saw it the other day? Now I want to dash down to Anthropologie and get it forthwith.
Okay, so could my heaven vary, and smell like Vicks some days, lavender on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and then vanilla bourbon on weekends or something?
What would your heaven smell like?