Monday, May 19, 2008

How I Know Todd Loves Me

This past weekend, Todd took his boy scouts deep-sea fishing down at Panama City, Florida. Apparently, they had a very successful time. Many red snappers were caught. The good side of this is that the group had a great time, and were able to pass off a fishing merit badge and a camping requirement. The bad side is that Todd came home smelling very fishy.
Saturday night I kept waking up to a strong fish smell. It was because I'd be lying on Todd's shoulder, and he'd have his arm around me. His stinky hand would be dangling right by my face. It made me feel a little bit like barfing. So I'd roll over. Hours later, the same scene would repeat itself.

Yesterday, Todd asked me why I'd kept rolling away from him, and so I had to reveal the smelly truth: The smell of his hands made me want to hurl. We've been trying to get it out with salt and lemon juice (any other great ideas, guys?!) but it's still there.

So. . . guess what Todd did last night? He wore stretchy gloves to bed. For reals. It was seriously funny, and it actually made us get really hyper for a while. We both laughed so hard we cried. But he kept them on all night. And I was able to cuddle up with my man even though he went fishing.

11 comments:

Amy said...

That is hilarious. Have you tried tomato juice or something that smells stronger than fish? Like paint? Or garlic?

Courtni said...

I can't even imagine waking up to that lovely scent time and time again :-) Yum!! Cute that Todd wanted to cuddle so much with you that he came up with a solution.

Theresa said...

ahhh,.. what a sweety pie. though if the rubber smelled strongly at all I'm not sure which would be worse,.. ok I am sure it would be the fish...but the rubber might bother me too. :) You might try soaking them in pine sol for a little while or something,.. don't know how that might affect his hands though,.. might not be good for them. Or perhaps rubbing alcohol.

Angie said...

Rubber? What kind of stretchy gloves do you buy, Mutha T? They're just cloth, you know, magic stretch gloves, come in a large assortment of colors, sell for a buck, don't really keep your hands warm in the winter...

Theresa said...

I could have sworn you said rubber gloves in your post. so you can understand why I was thinking YOU were the crazy one... haha. who just buys rubber stretchy gloves,...

Megan Bruschke said...

You two are so cute! I love to read about your adventures with each other and how you make each other laugh!

Unknown said...

I would laugh too if Todd wore stretchy gloves to bed.

Kristy said...

Now that is true love! Todd your awesome. The strechy gloves were a nice touch. Did it work?

Kelsi said...

That sounds like a Todd thing! Did he make you eat the fish? I probably would've hurled as soon as he walked in the door! :D LOVE YOU!

Sarah Sidwell said...

Funny- your life is always an adventure! I guess it depends on how you look at it though. When are you in Utah again? We are here in Cedar City but we will be making trips up north soon...

Unknown said...

That is so sweet! What a sacrifice! Ha ha! No ideas on how to eradicate the fish smell, but if you figure it out, let me know and also if you think it will work for fermaldehyde when your husband has been dissecting dead people...

(Oh this is Krista, by the way - not Travis)