Wax On...Wax Off

No prolific thoughts today/tonight. I may have exhausted my thought processes for the week. I do have a little treat I will be leaving here tomorrow before the big birthday bash.

Today, I had movement, after I wrote that and read it back it sounds "not right", so let me clarify, I moved from the bed from which it and I have become "one". What a bed! I bought a "Sleep Number" bed a year ago and since then have not had an issue with comfort. In case you want to know, "my sleep number is 35".

I went into my office earlier this evening and attempted to put a phone I bought back into its box . I was checking it out before I wrapped it for a gift. Let's say if this were a contest, Box (1), Michelle (0). So I gave up, for now.

Turned on the fireplace..mmm toasty.. and moved back into the bedroom around 6pm. I have a see thru fireplace, its in the living room looking into the bedroom. I fell asleep in its warmth for a little nappy. Sam was curled up next to me with her head twisted upside down in her tiny furry body. What a contoursionist. I awoke an hour 1/2 later thirsty so I made my way to the kitchen. Mmm, I smelled the strong scent of vanilla. Wow, those air fresheners are really kickin' butt.

It was upon my return to the bedroom, I saw it. It was large, half decomposed, and its inner workings were exposed. It was slowly moving on the marble base that surrounded my warm and toasty fireplace. Oh god, are you kidding me?!

Yes, there it was, happening right before my eyes. Both of my vanilla pillar candles had melted into one clump of wax. Now, what were once, tall and stout pillars were nothing but a pile of vanilla wax "goo" with their guts(ok, their wicks) exposed. As the melting wax slowly dripped one drop after another into the growing pile of goo, each drop splashed strings of wax, that some candle makers would consider art, ever so elegantly all over the wall, fireplace trim and front of the glass.

Oh, so that's where that vanilla scent was coming from. %@!**&

20 minutes later, a 1/4 of a roll of paper towels and some incredible wax remover. I was back in the heavenly comforts of my bed, Sam right next to me, this time doing her nightly cleansing ritual, enjoying the ever so sweet smell of vanilla still lingering in the air. Hmmm. :)