So somewhere in my
15 zillion 3 trips out of state I've made in the past month, I lost my deodorant. Actually, I lost it on the last trip. I think. At least, I wore it on the last trip. Who knows, it could be in the house right now, but I can't find it. It could be in North Carolina, or it could be in Georgia. Either way, my armpits are raging with these pregnancy hormones, so I needed something to counteract it. Going to the store wasn't an option (refer back to said pregnancy hormones), so I just kind of maybe a little bit started using Josh's.
Josh has said before, in no uncertain terms, that I am never ever allowed to use his deodorant. He has a weird thing about it. I would, too, if a friend asked for my deodorant, but c'mon... I'm pregnant with your child. I think we're a little beyond sharing deodorant.
But being the good wife like he told me to be, I went to pick him up some new deodorant today since his is now tainted with my diseased armpit germs. That's when I saw this glorious piece of art:
I can't accurately describe how much I wanted to buy it for him. This is marketing at it's best. It's pretty... and he likes Old Spice... and I want my husband to have swagger!
Unfortunately, they only had it in the solid. I can't remember why, but I think Josh would rather use the deodorant that I've infected with my infectious diseases than use a solid deodorant. And I'm not one to waste money, so I went with some boring "fresh air" smell instead.
I did find it online, though, in his special non-solid preferred state... and I have to say, I'm tempted to buy deodorant online!