Day 2- What's that SMELL????

Hey there,
Well it's Day 2 of 28 and no one got hurt yesterday. :) Fred and the dogs are still hanging around, so I guess I haven't bit anyone's head off yet.

So...my nose is in hyper-sensitive mode. A couple scenarios from today:

1. They need to ban cake from work! For those of you that know me, I am in love with white cake with white butter cream frosting- you know...the wedding cake flavor! OMG! I could roll around in butter cream frosting right now. If I was a dude, I would have a "woody" right now just talking about cake- Hell, my favorite band is CAKE. (Yes, I have issues). So what do I walk into today? Yep, a white birthday cake that's sitting on one of my best friend's desk. Crap. I have a meeting with her- is she going to move the cake? She knows I am on the cleanse-- she will, I know she will- NOPE. Instead, I open up the lid and stick my nose right inside the box and get a good whiff- Heaven! She feels really bad (and I guess is now a super super friend b/c she isn't enticing me, right?) but at the same time we both laugh because my BFF is just like me- in love with cake! Oh well, so I take one last whiff- oh the smell of butter and cream and it looks so moist... will power please kick in! It does- I gently say good-bye to my friend the "birthday cake" and my other friend (LOL) and go back to my office. BUT.....what happens next? About an hour later, I need to run down to my friends office b/c I need to ask her a question- what do I walk into???? THE BIRTHDAY PARTY and the EATING OF MY CAKE(I mean Kymber's cake). I have never seen 6 women stop eating cake so fast and their guilty eyes looking at me. The "oh no's"...start coming out of their mouths- not I'm sorry. I even hear a "get away!"- I think that was support coming from another friend and colleague--- but, I have to give them credit- did they offer me a piece of divine white birthday cake? No. I just sighed, packed up my work bag and went home. The lingering smell of that cake was still in nose leaving the building...so, I get in my car and open my sunroof on the drive home-- so does scenario #2

2. Dammit Burger King!! OK, so now I can't even drive home with my sunroof open. The wind must have been blowing perfectly into my sunroof. So I am at a main intersection in metropolis ATL, and this gust of wind and smell of Whoppers grilling at BK slam into my car- NOOOOO! I just got rid of the cake smell, now I am going to be tested with the smell of a greasy burger- holy crap balls! I am only on day 2 and I am looking at changing my route home- do you know how many fast food joints I pass to get home to good ol' Grayson? Too many! So I immediately close the sunroof and floor it home. It's like I am driving a getaway car I am driving so fast and focused on the road; not looking at the Golden Arches or Sonics I used to smile and wave as I drove by. So help me if the Cow from Chick-fil-a was out waving at cars today, I may have pulled in, kicked him in the balls and drove on home.

Geez...I can't wait for my salmon, baked potato and corn for dinner tonight. I wonder if they supersize?

More tomorrow friends! Peace!