tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post2415499135114690750..comments2023-09-02T10:30:43.499-04:00Comments on Momo Fali's: Can't You Smell That Smell?Momo Falihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09735425888226178189noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-21076100574658995122008-12-03T16:22:00.000-05:002008-12-03T16:22:00.000-05:00My name is Monica Stone and i would like to show y...My name is Monica Stone and i would like to show you my personal experience with Percocet.<BR/><BR/>I am 35 years old. Have been on Percocet for 7 days now. It did help the pain but the side effects weren't worth it. I'd rather have the pain.<BR/><BR/>I have experienced some of these side effects-<BR/>nausea, very itchy, racing heart, anxiety, flashing lights(almost hallucinogenic?), weird dreams, tiredness<BR/><BR/>I hope this information will be useful to others,<BR/>Monica StoneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-52041041815707748762008-09-02T15:55:00.000-04:002008-09-02T15:55:00.000-04:00Oh, I have lots of em', but here are a few...Oil o...Oh, I have lots of em', but here are a few...<BR/>Oil of Olay - My Nana<BR/>Copper Penny or any metallic smell - My first french kiss at a birthday party in 6th grade. Jimmy Murphy had braces and one of my baby teeth had just fallen out and had been bleeding! LOL<BR/>Pine Trees and Bactine - My Gramps and summers at the lake.<BR/>McDonald's french fries - my kids poopie diapers when they were babies. YUCK!!<BR/>My youngest son's farts - old man's shoes (and I tell him that too!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-52149498933269814682008-08-28T12:28:00.000-04:002008-08-28T12:28:00.000-04:00I have been catching up on all of your posts...but...I have been catching up on all of your posts...but I don't see where you brag about being nominated for the Hottie blogger calendar. <BR/><BR/>Oh, come on. You know your Hawt! <BR/><BR/>Any way...consider this a comment for all your posts...I couldn't stop reading...but now I have a stinky smell in my head and I need some coffee to erase it.Dapoppinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11170185334349270932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-68865423366235416012008-08-27T14:51:00.000-04:002008-08-27T14:51:00.000-04:00the hospital smell reminds me of seeing my sister ...the hospital smell reminds me of seeing my sister in a coma for the first time.. no matter what now.. whenever I walk into a hospital (even when I was going there to give birth) I see the vision of her laying in a bed with her head wrapped..<BR/><BR/>sorry to go there.. but you asked and that is the first thing that popped in my head..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-89526865252211410802008-08-26T18:54:00.000-04:002008-08-26T18:54:00.000-04:00Almond extract smells like Christmas, because we u...Almond extract smells like Christmas, because we use it in spritz cookies at Christmastime. Winter Dream Tea Latte's from Coffee Bean taste and smell like Christmas.<BR/>There are lots of other things that take me back. Scents, songs, pictures, locations, it's crazy.<BR/>Honeysuckle takes me to our first house in San Diego when I was little.<BR/>Then there are the scents that stir memories I can't quite grasp. Those are the ones that drive me absolutely nuts, when I know a scent but can't quite remember the significance.Jainahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05666481569069955190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-72573876958363386192008-08-26T00:19:00.000-04:002008-08-26T00:19:00.000-04:00Honeysuckle takes me back to my childhood and the ...Honeysuckle takes me back to my childhood and the smell of White Diamonds perfume makes me think of my grandmother ☺Our Crooked Treehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00227832609851976307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-35002852799347772882008-08-21T14:39:00.000-04:002008-08-21T14:39:00.000-04:00I am always so amazed with you as a mother when ev...I am always so amazed with you as a mother when ever I read about what you went through to have your children.<BR/><BR/>I dont know what smell brings back bad memories for me.<BR/><BR/>But yes, Percosettes = good times.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-86072119516722952922008-08-21T09:47:00.000-04:002008-08-21T09:47:00.000-04:00Ah, those fresh green beans. Ugh. Also, the smel...Ah, those fresh green beans. Ugh. Also, the smell of incense always takes me back to the mid-1970s, when my mom would put on a Led Zeppelin album, burn incense, and paint ceramic figures.Beanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00302666470187139614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-77141178086484872822008-08-21T00:36:00.000-04:002008-08-21T00:36:00.000-04:00Tabu perfume: eighth grade. Corn tortillas: my gra...Tabu perfume: eighth grade. Corn tortillas: my grandma.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-36684275715160038062008-08-20T22:10:00.000-04:002008-08-20T22:10:00.000-04:00Camp fire reminds me of 13 years of Girl Scout cam...Camp fire reminds me of 13 years of Girl Scout camp. <BR/><BR/>Ivory Soap reminds me of my maternal grandparents house. <BR/><BR/>Whenever I walk past a Lush store in the states, I'm automatically thrown back to Calle Fuencarral in Madrid. There's a lush store there as well but it reminds me of how homesick I was when I lived in Spain.Heather B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07931351971982028473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-21003928841573317382008-08-20T20:25:00.000-04:002008-08-20T20:25:00.000-04:00Fresh paint. Grade school. Don't ask.Fresh paint. Grade school. Don't ask.Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12168816435565273787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-65990456249447566032008-08-20T19:20:00.000-04:002008-08-20T19:20:00.000-04:00Face powder makes me think of my lovely Gran and h...Face powder makes me think of my lovely Gran and how she used to powder her nose and then mine too.<BR/>Great post Momo, and blimey, I never knew you're two had such a rough start. N wonder that hospital smell has scary memories.Jo Beaufoixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00957369658590225971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-42920579837732072492008-08-20T18:48:00.000-04:002008-08-20T18:48:00.000-04:00The smell of the plastic bags at Target and the sm...The smell of the plastic bags at Target and the smell of Ralph Lauren's perfume "Ralph" make me want to puke at first whiff as they both remind me of that overly-smell-sensitive time during pregnancy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-31403521354689238902008-08-20T17:48:00.000-04:002008-08-20T17:48:00.000-04:00It's been a while, huh? Sorry about that, life's b...It's been a while, huh? Sorry about that, life's been crazybusy! Yes, one word "crazybusy". So, there is a smell that brings back memories! You see, there's this special soap that you must scrub your hands with when entering a NICU. Oh! Wait! LOL, that's my smell too. But add to that the Purel antibacterial hand sanitizer that you must put on before and after you touch ANYTHING WHILE in the NICU as well. Ah, the memories...Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07568618668538995463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-61980508334488977172008-08-20T16:55:00.000-04:002008-08-20T16:55:00.000-04:00This my favorite topic. You always have such great...This my favorite topic. You always have such great topics.<BR/><BR/>Pinesol - Childhood trips to the bank with my dad on payday. That stuff smells just like my favorite lollipop flavor.<BR/><BR/>Rosemilk scented lotion - everything about my sister<BR/><BR/>Black cherry tobacco - all my best memories of my grandpa<BR/><BR/>Dead algae - fishing trips with my dad (good memories)<BR/><BR/>jetfuel - memories of flight school<BR/><BR/>carb cleaner - a very unpleasant experience of getting that stuff in my eye and damn-near blinding myself<BR/><BR/>rain on hot cement - walking barefoot in the gutters with my best friend<BR/><BR/>mothballs - the house of a strange elderly Lebanese lady my mother was friends with. She used to make me sample her cooking. I'm sure they were fabulous authentic recipes and all but it all just tasted like mothballs to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-92082460853766249502008-08-20T14:38:00.000-04:002008-08-20T14:38:00.000-04:00Your kids are born fighters--I am glad they fantas...Your kids are born fighters--I am glad they fantastic now!<BR/><BR/>Smell is actually one of strongest memory sensors--I used to wear Poison in highs school when I studied for tests and wore it again for the test.<BR/><BR/>My smell...pumpkin pie--I can feel the cool Ohio autumn breeze and the bright leaves :)Miss Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15430066224876012848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-22187520246071575412008-08-20T13:53:00.000-04:002008-08-20T13:53:00.000-04:00Odd - I can't think of a single connection off the...Odd - I can't think of a single connection off the top of my head, but smells whisk me off to other places all the time. I guess I had to be there ...dlynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09518006230881878861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-82142511304683617842008-08-20T13:19:00.000-04:002008-08-20T13:19:00.000-04:00This is a great post (among tons, of course!) Ros...This is a great post (among tons, of course!) Roses make me thing of my grandma's bathroom (she liked the spray scent, and it grossed me out!) Polo reminds me of a gay guy I used to work with in the 80's. <BR/><BR/>Your soap memory...poignant. Thanks for sharing it. (and your comment today CRACKED me up, thanks!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-74899327351879714532008-08-20T12:43:00.000-04:002008-08-20T12:43:00.000-04:00Jergen's original scent reminds me of my grandmoth...Jergen's original scent reminds me of my grandmother. She used just a little dot every morning. (She was very frugal.) She lived on a widow's "pension" and they called it back then. MargieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-8077559496821991832008-08-20T10:34:00.000-04:002008-08-20T10:34:00.000-04:00I have so many. My most recently recalled scent, ...I have so many. My most recently recalled scent, though...The smell of Milwakee's Best beer reminded me of float trips down many of Missouri's finest rivers. And the resulting hangover.Jennifer https://www.blogger.com/profile/08191366421121919596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-4006808809083383882008-08-20T01:46:00.000-04:002008-08-20T01:46:00.000-04:00I have so many, but I've got it worse. As a soapma...I have so many, but I've got it worse. As a soapmaker, I HAVE all those scents--the lilac that reminds me of Grandma's house that's torn down now and is a parking lot, the patchouli essential oil that reminds me of the embarrassing moment when someone in college band asks, "Who smells like a hippie?" and my roommate and I both say "Yes" simultaneously... all sorts of stuff like that. <BR/><BR/>Fortunately I don't tend bar anymore, because those smells don't have quite the nice connotation the others do :)Pandora Wildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172595587451936903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-42857738634646065422008-08-19T22:27:00.000-04:002008-08-19T22:27:00.000-04:00Patchouli oil.....my hot and heavy relationship wi...Patchouli oil.....my hot and heavy relationship with a live in boyfriend that lasted for only a year...but wow.....did I mention it was hot?Shades of Scorpiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15221836561688800717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-19597251611528012752008-08-19T21:24:00.000-04:002008-08-19T21:24:00.000-04:00Homemade pickles and chicken fried steak -paternal...Homemade pickles and chicken fried steak -paternal grandmother<BR/><BR/>Jungle Gardenia perfume - maternal grandmother.Aunt Debbi/kurts momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05663049154538571378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-43455214124358219972008-08-19T19:21:00.000-04:002008-08-19T19:21:00.000-04:00A certain soap reminds me of the time I went to ch...A certain soap reminds me of the time I went to church camp for a week. There was this girl kept trying to watch me shower one day and I had a pretty hard time. Of course I was home before my postcard arrived detailing my horror story. I've been back there and I don;t seem to have any dwindling ill will. It was just rough at the time.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10188988436985226986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-56937862822662126042008-08-19T18:11:00.000-04:002008-08-19T18:11:00.000-04:00I think I said "okay" about forty-leven ...I think I said "okay" about forty-leven times there, but that's okay. Heh.<BR/><BR/>I want to run back and talk about the smell of the C&O Canal, walking it with friends, and the Potomac River, and newly mown grass...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com