We have arrived in Hayward for the 4th of July. It’s so nice to be up north, away from it all, in the North Woods, where they have… blazing fast internet and cable TV.
Ahhh.
I’m kidding.
Only partly.
Anyway.
Today, while ruminating on life, two things stood out as being worthy of dissection on these hallowed pages.
- Life with a Heightened Sense of Smell, and
- The Terrible State of Online Reviews.
I had to pick just one of these topics to write about, though, because I know what usually happens, and… I don’t have time to write a novella.
Life with a Heightened Sense of Smell
You could argue that, due to a few things about me, I am biologically superior to most other humans. While I still have my pinkie toes, I do not have any wisdom teeth. You can thank my dentist, the original Dr. Veker (not to be confused with his son, the current Dr. Veker), who, when I was about 16 years old, planted that oft-repeated phrase into my repertoire. Upon discovery that I do not harbor any lurking and evil wisdom teeth, he explained that, due to evolution, we no longer need wisdom teeth to grind our food, and since I did not have any, I was “biologically superior.”
I have taken that and run with it pretty much my whole life.
Recently, I have decided I have another tick-in-the-box compared to the normal human: my Heightened Sense of Smell. I capitalize it because it is a Real Thing. Something to be Taken Seriously. Plus, I prefer that name over the one I found online: hyperemia, which actually sounds like more of a curse.
But as I sit here and think about my Heightened Sense of Smell, I wonder if maybe it is a curse. Surely it will save my life — and those of whom I love — someday and I will thank my lucky stars — as should my loved ones — for such an evolutionary blessing. But for now, I find it often makes enemies out of friends when I say things like “What do I smell?” when I walk into their house. I certainly know my college roommates did not appreciate my Heightened Sense of Smell, but that’s just because I was the only one who could smell the cat poop in the plants and they did not like to be made aware of the fact that their adorable cat was pooping in the plants. The fact that, one day, my dog then ate the cat poop and subsequently barfed it up all over my very hungover roommate as she lay prone in bed, perhaps did not help matters.
Anyway.
The good news for these people is that they can do something about it. Like: get a new roommate or, avoid having me come inside of their houses.
My family does not have the luxury of disinviting me over. I think, if you asked her — and actually listened to her long-winded response — my mom might, amidst several unrelated tangents, admit to very much disliking this one-and-only-objectionable trait in me. Several years ago, after watching me turn my head this way and that, slightly angling my nose into the air and, well, let’s be honest, looking an awful lot like Lola when catching the scent of a dead animal to roll in, which was then followed by me dropping from my chair onto all fours — Shit. Again, like a dog… I never really thought about this that deeply — crawling around on my hands and knees, sniffing the ground — I swear to God this is true — finally and triumphantly announcing, “I found the smell! This rug reeks!”
I did some version of this dance over and over and over, year after year, finally graduating to simply sitting in my favorite chair, making terrible faces and stating the obvious: “Oh my GAWD. I don’t know HOW you can stand the smell in here. That rug just stinks. Don’t you smell it? It makes me sick. Can’t you smell it?”
[ Don’t let anyone tell you that writing isn’t therapeutic. I think I have learned some valuable insight into Life with Jennie today. — And I will attempt to make amends some time this weekend. I promise. ]Suffice it to say, the rug no longer graces the living room in the cabin.
–Thank GOD.
And yes, I do feel a little bad about that.
But only a little.
Because seriously. Most likely, it was releasing terrible toxins into the air and by it’s removal, I have added precious years onto my aging parents lives.
You are welcome, mom.
Now lets talk about this weird broccoli smell I just noticed hovering around the entryway…
LuAnn says
I totally enjoyed the writing!!! I could you you with every sentence …. that’s talented writing !!
Mike Stephan says
Is this it?….
I thought you were going to write about 2 things. Where’s the stuff about “online reviews”?
You mean I shared my morning coffee reading about your “Superior Traits” (for those of us who grew up with you, already knew) and then leaving me hanging wondering what’s going on with online reviews?
Sherry Borzo says
That was a fun post. I think that smell deal is a valid signal of “danger” by the way. An odor heightens my awareness that we are surrounded by the dust of everything and everyone. When we smell we basically eat whatever it is we smell because all that business of smelling and eating goes on in and around the same places in our innards. Really we are busy ingesting/smelling everything around us all the darn time. The whole world is a moveable feast so to speak. Now I’m freaking. So back to smell. You are affirmed for your talent and I got to laugh. Thanks.
admin says
Ha! Yes, Mike: I’m expecting a few people to remember (not fondly) my smelling power. I risk some unflattering comments — imagine if Kristin Merrill lands here! (She of the barfed-upon roommate infamy.) I think that I was not so worried about offending people when I was a bit younger… 🙂 hahaha
admin says
Thanks Sherry! Smell can drive me crazy though. I run around trying to find it. Sometimes I never can… like in my car that has always (even new) smelled slightly of dead animal…
Samir says
hyperemia? Don’t you mean hyperosmia?
I have the same thing btw (not necessarily hyperosmia, but a heightened sense of smell) and it was entertaining relating to all those things you do when you smell something and everyone else doesn’t. Somewhat of a relief realizing I’m not the only one 🙂
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