When Karen and Tyler were here recently we all went out to dinner one night at an Italian restaurant. Den and I were the first to arrive and as soon as we walked in I could smell something strange. It smelled like a home perm, but not in a good way.
Being my kids think I find something wrong with every restaurant we go to, I kept my opinions on this to myself. But I did ask Dennis, "Do you smell something strange?' Of course he said no. He always says no to those kind of questions.
Soon Erin and Brock arrived, along with Karen and Tyler. Then here came Amy and Austin. (Logan had to work) No one mentioned anything, so I still said nothing, not wanting to even spoil the evening in the slightest.
Then suddenly Amy says very sweetly, "I smell something like a..... uh, a home perm and it's giving me a headache."
Then Erin pipes in, "Oh thank you. I'm glad it's not just me. Yes, I smell a home perm too...is there a salon next door?"
I said, "I don't think there is a salon next door...even if there was wouldn't they be closed down at 6:00 on a Saturday night?...Perhaps the cooks are giving perms in the kitchen?"
Amy puts her hand to her head and says, "It's hurting right here." as she rubs it.
Okay, that does it. This time I am not complaining for myself. The pregnant woman rules. I went to find a waiter. "Excuse me, but there is an odd smell in here and it is making my daughter in law sick and she's pregnant." (I even left out the part about the twins.) "Do you know what it could be? Are they perhaps washing the floors in the kitchen with some kind of chemicals?"
The waiter said she would go back in the kitchen and ask around.
She soon came back to our table, walked around to where I was, and then sort of whispered to me, "It's not our floors, I asked the manager. But ever since those 2 older ladies over there (sort of motioning with her head across the room) came in here this placed has smelled like this. Would you like to all move to the bar area?" That would be a no, thank you.
So I whispered the message to Erin and Amy and the rest of our family sitting there. Amy quietly said, "Well older ladies get their hair permed and then they straighten it out. They think it gives their hair body. So maybe they just had it done before coming to dinner."
Oh, that is what older ladies do? Oh no, I do that! I get perms and then straighten my hair too. I didn't know, uh, it's an older thing to do. Okay, well, that's beside the point.
So Erin quietly walks over to where the ladies are sitting and looks at the Christmas decorations next to them, then comes back to report to us, "Yes it's them!"
So we wait it out. The sweet looking innocent ladies eventually finish their dinner and they are out the door. The home perm smell goes with them. We eat our dinner and talk and have a good time together. Soon we are all parting ways.
Den and I are the last to leave. As we walk up to pay the bill, the manager says to us, (obviously knowing all about our dilemma), "We never use any chemicals on our floors. You would not believe what we do clean our floors with."
Okay, tell us.
"VO5 shampoo. It works great!"
I look down and around the room. Yep, those floors are clean looking.
So guess where we went after that? To the store to buy some V05 shampoo. The following Monday I decided to put a little in some warm water and wash my kitchen cabinets. It worked amazingly well. Not only are they clean but they feel so smooth and slick, with no soapy residue. It's got to be less toxic than regular cleaners, after all people use it to wash their hair. And it was only 99 cents a bottle!
We haven't tried it on our tile floors yet, but we will.
Den has been too busy lately.
I am certain we will love it.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Posted by Grandma Honey at 12:02 AM