just so you know....

...those creases and folds that result in that adorably smushy face...hold a stench. bugsy carried around his eau de skunk for a good two months or more. whats worse, is i can still smell it on items that must have been in his presence during the 'incident'. for instance, my yoga towel. every week as i make my way in to my first downward dog (coincidence?) my brain does that thing where a scent triggers a memory so quickly you aren't completely aware that it was a scent that took you there. anyway, while i push the floor away with my hands and bring my heart toward the floor my mind flashes to bugsy and i realize, rather embarrassingly, that it is because my towel smells of skunk. my embarrassment is magnified by the fact that this happens at least once a week if not more....meaning, if you haven't guessed already, that each week i fail to do anything about it.

well, now you know a little bit more about me than i would like.