The Power of Suggestion
One of my friends borrowed a bunch of ski gear for the weekend and returned it with a gift: a tote bag full of lotion. I assume someone gave it to him for free. That, or he's trying to tell me I have very dry skin. The lotion has an earthy smell that I've never quite been able to place, but I've been using it for a few months. My wife tried some the other day and informed that it smells just like her parents' freshly painted living room. And now all I can smell is paint when I use it. I'm hoping that it doesn't really smell like paint, and that her suggestion burrowed its way into my brain and won't leave. Either that or everyone I've met the last few months thinks I moonlight as a house painter.