Eric had run out of lotion and while standing in the store aisle, I was pondering which to buy since the good ol’ generic, unscented brand was sold out; when my eye lighted upon a large bottle of Queen Helene cocoa butter. In my heart of hearts I was glad the unscented stuff was gone, I use it too and wanted an excuse to buy something scented. To add to the bonus of buying this lotion, it was cheaper too… you, know, a good $.25 at least.
When I got it home, I quickly stuffed it under the sink in its special lotion home and hoped there wouldn’t be a fuss. There wasn’t until I said something. Eric had already slathered it on his face, hands, and back when I took some to use. The first squirt out of the bottle I took a little sniff. I loved it, it reminded me of something. Then I hit upon it. “Oh my goodness, Eric, this lotion smells just like this My Little Pony I had. She was purple with a white ice cream cone on her butt.” His face was already beginning to contort. Then I busted up laughing. “You smell like a My Little Pony,” I said in peals of laughter. “But,” I said wiping tears from my eyes, “it’s OK no one should be that close to you to smell it.” As though this would fix things.
I know asking him to use lotion at all was pushing my luck but I had suggested it sometime after being married when his hands were crack and bleeding. “They make lotion for that kind of thing,” I told him, “it’s not a gimmick, it really works.”
So reluctantly he used some and had been hooked ever since. Apparently not so hooked that he’ll smell like a My Little Pony. “I think this can be your lotion,” he said. He worked hard to get the last bit of lotion residue out of the unscented bottle till there really was none left.
One day he came home from work with a Walgreens bag in hand. “I,” he said pulling a large bottle of lotion out of the bag and plunking it on the counter, “bought myself some lotion.” He used some that night and hopped into bed. I sniffed, he smelled like berries.
I didn’t tell him but I’m pretty positive there is a berry scented My Little Pony out there somewhere. She’s probably pink and has some cherries on her butt. I couldn’t tell him. I can only smell like so many My Little Ponies at once.
Matt has the same problem. I bought him some unscented “no-crack” hand cream at Restoration Hardware that he really likes and that works very well, but it’s definitely not the cheaper option!
I absolutely can not get Dave to use lotion.
Ha ha! Meghan, this is hilarious. I found myself in the same postion in the lotion aisle last week. I went with “Dove’s new cream oil intensive body lotion” and thankfully it was found acceptable by Zac, who will use it only when absolutly necessary.
What is it with guys not wanting to use lotion? It’s not that bad.
What got Eric to use it was I told him that he would be more likely to pick up some nasty thing from shaking defendants hands if his were full of cuts.
Good one, I’ll try that!
That’s so funny! David’s pretty adverse to most lotions as well, unless it’s the Arbonne fruity body butter. He loves that stuff.
Meghan- this is too funny, the other day one of my co-workers had a lotion that we couldn’t pinpoint the smell but it was nostalgic and finally it came to me- my little pony, white with pink mane and strawberries on its hind quarters. we laughed so hard when we realized it.