Wow, it's been way too long since I've blogged! Must not let that happen again.

Smells. It's amazing how a smell can take me back to a particular time in my life. Tonight, for instance, driving home on the GW Parkway, right as I came upon the sailing marina, I was struck with the smell of honeysuckle. Honeysuckle is one of my favorite smells, instantly making me feel like I'm 6 years old again, playing in my back yard. One of our neighbors had a honeysuckle plant that ended up growing semi-wild along the fences separating our back yards and the smell was heady in the summer. It's a combination of youth and innocence all in one – when all was right with the world and there still was a Santa Claus and Easter Bunny and Mom and Dad were the most important and powerful people in my world. The honeysuckle couldn't have actually been growing for more than a half-mile, but as I pulled into my apartment complex, I could have sworn I could still smell it.

Not that this has anything to do with anything, I just was struck by this tonight and needed to get it out there. Obviously there are other smells that instantly remind me of times in my life (Calvin Klein's Obsession will always remind me of my first real love – it was his signature scent. I came across a bottle that was stashed in my parents' linen closet recently and found that it made me wistful… again, for a time that I was young and innocent – before I knew heartache), but that's not what this was going to be about. It was just to – remember, fondly.

Not a whole hell of a lot of other stuff has been going on. There have been some things going on at work that I can't talk about quite yet – but I will blog when I can. Just keep your fingers crossed for me…