♫ I smell pretty, oh so pretty ♫

I travelled to Toronto on Sunday, when progressing through security, I hear those words that no one ever wants to hear...

..."BAG CHECK!"

For those of you who aren't regular travelers, this basically means that the guy who 'mans' the x-ray machine, has seen something unusual in a bag, and needs it checking. This is likely reserved for the likes of firearms, explosives, small animals, weapons of mass-destruction; that kind of thing.

Oh, yeah, a toothpaste and deodorant

So, now labeled as a potential terrorist as I attempted to smuggle the dangerous substances through the elite security of DFW's finest TSA agents, I progress to my gate a little lighter, but thankful I can still walk (if you know what I mean )

So, I figure I need to get some replacement items right, and the hotel is able to provide delightful alternatives. But, not wanting to smell like a rats arse, I think to myself "you know, I should probably go shopping".

So after work, I pop along to The Bay (Debenhams/Macys etc.). I'm on my way to the 'smellies' and I see some lovely Levi's. "Oooh" I say to myself. "You can never have too many pairs of jeans, right?".

So I grab a pair, and try them on. It is then that I realize that I'm wearing jeans some 2 inches smaller than the last pair I bought about 2 months ago. Yay me! So I'm really in a good mood (as you'd expect when you unexpectantly drop 2"). So I figure I'll treat myself in The Body Shop.

Those who know me well, will know that I have a 'thing' for stuff that smells nice. I don't particularly care what it is, if I like it, I like it.

So I take a look around, and they have some bath stuff. Now, some of you will know that I fudged my back up a couple of weeks ago, leaving me with a lot of pain in my arm, and not a lot of feeling in my hand. So I'm thinking that a bath might be freakin' awesome right about now.

In addition, they have this Almond shower gel. Well.......wow, it smells yummy. I mean, I may just eat the stuff.

Anyway, so I get both. Having now spent an obscene amount of money on new jeans and 'smellies', I return to my hotel, where I have a chat with young Anth, offering congratulations on his new job (visit him if you haven't already). I take a shower and head out for dinner.

As I'm sitting there for dinner (Ruth's Chris Steakhouse), the waiter comes over, and is having a chat with me. I'm being all relaxed, 'cos frankly, I'm wearing my new jeans, and I'm pretty happy with myself. So the guy's like "You smell.....pretty".

Oh my.....what can you say? I thank him, give him a little cheeky wink, and order my dinner.

I showered with the same stuff this morning. I smell like almond, I DO smell pretty; and you know what? I'm ok with that

I hope you feel pretty readers.