Exchanges in the Night

J has just switched to Irish Spring body wash. It just smells good. On him, I mean. I'm not quite so convinced that I should be using it. As a result, I bought a bottle of milk protein and honey body wash for myself. Curse big box stores that put the Ivory bodywash on sale. Apparantly, everyone else likes the only scent we can agree on to both use enough to clean the store out before we get there. J and I have taken to showering before going to bed to combat the heat in the house. I crawled into bed the other night after showering, and spooned up against J. He grabbed my arm and started sniffing. "I can't decide what I smell like. Just that it smells familiar" "Mmmhmmm....(big sniff)...I know!" J starts laughing, "You smell like Golden Grahams!" Just what I always wanted to be: a part of this complete breakfast.