One difference between men and women, or maybe I should say husbands and wives, is the notion of cleanliness. Wives have the idea that cleanliness is next to godliness. If true, ours is the godliest house on the planet. Even God must wipe his feet before coming into our home.
If godliness is related to happiness, then I am in heaven when I am in the midst of hodgepodge — the podgier the better.
Along about Friday afternoon I was absolutely in heaven. The house was a complete wreck and I could not have been happier.
I was about ready to take a shower when I noticed the soap and shampoo in my shower were gone. I knew reserves are somewhere in our house but for the life of me; I could not put my fingers on any of it.
Notwithstanding, and I was standing in my birthday suit, I needed to take a shower. Then a brilliant idea struck me. Since my wife has not been home all week, the shampoo and soap in her shower should be in great supply.
One thing I noticed in my wife's shower was the variety of bottles. Not wearing my glasses, I could not read the labels on any of them.
I turned on the shower, adjusted the water temperature and began my shower. I reached for the nearest bottle, which I assumed was shampoo. After dousing my hair with a generous portion, I began scrubbing my head. I noticed, however, no suds. I grabbed another bottle and repeated the procedure with the same results.
I remember thinking to myself, what does my wife do with all these bottles in her shower that do not do anything? Nevertheless, in a moment I forgot the whole incident, stepped out of her shower and toweled off.
I made a cup of coffee and settled into my easy chair to watch a little television. As I sat there, I noticed a strange fragrance. This is the difference between men and women. A man enjoys strange smells. A woman, on the other hand, enjoys fragrant aromas.
I got up and walked around the house looking for a bowl of fruit. No matter what room I was in, I could smell the fruit. It was the strangest thing I ever experienced.
Then something hit me right between the eyes. The fruity bouquet was coming from me! I took several healthy sniffs and discovered I smelled like a bowl of fruit. I could not understand this phenomenon. Then I remember the bottles in my wife's shower.
I went back to investigate and discovered my wife had bottles of fruity concoctions of every variety.
A verse from the Bible came to mind. "But I have all, and abound: I am full, having received of Epaphroditus the things which were sent from you, an odour of a sweet smell, a sacrifice acceptable, well pleasing to God.” (Philippians 4:18 KJV.)
The only fragrance worth dwelling on is a life well pleasing to God.
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