My niece Julie’s birthday is tomorrow and we are required to celebrate it for a month, like Ramadan. Today is Birthday Eve.
With all that we still go about our business (as long as we acknowledge the countdown to…you know)
This past week my other niece Cheryl and her two daughters, Sadie and Lily, came to visit.
We did the town. They are so sweet and beautiful that even our waiter wanted to have a photo with them.
But that’s beside the point.
The other day I sat down on my couch to talk to Cheryl when I noticed a strong odor of pee.
I knew that it couldn’t be Ray. If you remember I leave to terrace door open for him 24/7 so he never has to suffer.
I’m a bit of a detective so since the only new element in that part of the room was Cheryl sleeping on the couch I delicately brought up the subject.
“Did you pee on the couch?”
She denied it. I had to believe her because the couch is an L shape and the stink came from the side that she didn’t sleep on.
Then I started thinking. Maybe it isn’t pee.
“Maybe there’s a dead mouse under the couch.”
City dwellers are familiar with that sweet rancid odor but these girls did not take it well.
Cheryl got a broom and a flashlight to look under the couch. Nothing.
To tell you the truth Cheryl’s over the top assistance put her back on my short list of perpetrators but I kept that to myself.
Finally we gave up searching since they were going home and I planned to avoid the couch.
The next day I was speaking to Julie congratulating her of her 4 days before her birthday when I mentioned the smell problem.
“It’s your plant. Remember you told me your plant doesn’t smell good?”
Since I barely remember to put my shoes on it didn’t ring a bell to me but I went into the living room and smelled my plant.
Yep that was it.
The plant is a group of succulents that spent the summer on my terrace so the blooming roses overpowered it’s natural odor.
Soooo…. Anyone want to buy a beautiful plant? It’s really lovely and it doesn’t smell anything like piss or rotting corpses.
At first I thought it did but then I realized that the bad smell must have come from Cheryl’s perfume.
The plant itself gives off a gardenia type mist.