Confess a dark, dirty secret to everybody

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I’ve done it once.

You’re not missing out on anything 😊
 
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I used to swim regularly at the lake in summer but I haven’t done so in well over ten years. Just a dip in the water at waist level for a quick bath. And even then, only if there are no boats or canoes in sight.
 
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Ok, here’s my down-and-dirty secret: When working in my flowerbeds, I sometimes take off my gardening gloves (when they get in the way, which they sometimes do) and work in the soil bare-handed. Especially when planting. I get my old jeans and old T-shirt very dirty, and I get mud on my old gardening shoes. That’s why they’re old clothes and reserved for working in the garden.

How’s that for a dark and dirty secret – except that I do these things in the sunlight.
 
Oh, and another time, I jumped into a swimming pool fully clothed – just for the heck of it.
 
are you saying that Hawaii isn’t corrupt?

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UpUpAndAway said:
I’m 100% pseudo-Irish.
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As they say, if you’re not Irish, fake it. Besides, everyone is Irish on St. Paddy’s day! (which is oddly during lent practically all the time!)
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Especially when planting. I get my old jeans and old T-shirt very dirty, and I get mud on my old gardening shoes
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I have a tiny oil leak in my little Eldorado, even after replacing the plug with a new factory plug. So it’s dark and dirty underneath it in the garage . . .
 
I took a DNA test and I’m around 15% Irish or Scottish or Welsh.

Thanks for nothing Mr. DNA test 🤔
 
While in college, when I didn’t have time to grab something to eat between classes I would take a raw packet of Ramen noodles, and eat them uncooked (Crunch, crunch). I would toss the spice packet into a bottle of water and use that to help wash it down. No wonder I have high blood pressure.
 
Did you just go and smell your dogs feet? 😂😂😂

That’s ok…if I didn’t already know this, I would have too!
 
Lol! No, my last dog died in ‘08, but I can well remember that smell. She was a rat terrier, but I can remember that smell. If I were lying down and she wanted attention, she’d drumbeat her paws near my head & breathe excitedly.

Sometimes people who don’t wear socks or don’t change their socks smell like stale buttered popcorn from a few feet away. 🥴 For 10 1/2 years I had to sit about 4-6 feet away from a classmate whose feet smelled like that.🥺 I used to put Cotillion, Timeless, or L’aimont on a pretty handkerchief to have in my hand near my nose. To this day, I’m repulsed by buttered popcorn that’s a few hours old. 🙂
 
Old smelly socks smell like Munster cheese to me…and I can’t eat Munster because of it! 😂.

It’s funny the way we attach memories to smells. It’s supposed to be one of our oldest reptilian brain memories. They are doing studies on dementia patients and smells as it will trigger strong memories of situations that happened years ago.
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I used to put Cotillion, Timeless, or L’aimont on a pretty handkerchief to have in my hand near my nose.
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The question now becomes…do you think of stinky socks when you smell those perfumes! 😂😂😂
 
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It’s funny the way we attach memories to smells. It’s supposed to be one of our oldest reptilian brain memories. They are doing studies on dementia patients and smells as it will trigger strong memories of situations that happened years ago.
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I’ve read about how the smell of lilacs was able to trigger memories of someone who suffered from amnesia.

Speaking of amnesia, has anyone woken up not knowing who they are? It’s happened to me a couple of times. The amnesia period lasts about 3 to 5 seconds.
 
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Sarcelle said:
Speaking of amnesia, has anyone woken up not knowing who they are? It’s happened to me a couple of times. The amnesia period lasts about 3 to 5 seconds.
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I’d have to say…kind of. I’m not a “jump out of bed all bright eyed and bushy tailed” person. I wake in a fog that takes a few seconds to a few minutes to clear…often not not knowing who I am or, more commonly, where I am. What day it is is often the last piece of the morning puzzle to fall in place!

You know the trope, type A marries type B. Husband is an instantly awake and alert person. Very early in our marriage, he learned to not even say hello to me until I sat down with my coffee. It was just too hard for my brain to come up with the answer to Hello.
 
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