One woman’s quest for the sweet smelling Christmas candle.

imagesYesterday afternoon at a local bookstore, I stood and watched a woman bring every candle on the display table individually up to her nose, take a deep inhale and, each time, shake her head in disapproval.

“Those are pretty candles,” I said, passing by on the other side.  “Not finding anything good?”

“They look pretty,” she replied.  “but they don’t smell very good.  You’ve got to find the right one.”

“Oh, I can’t really tell much of a difference, I guess.  I, uh… Wow, you’re going to smell each one?  They’re all the same, aren’t they?”

“They look the same, but you never know when you’ll find that special one.”

I couldn’t think of anything else to say, so I just left her to the table and her quest for the elusive, sweet-smelling candle.

I have to say, I admired her tenacity, but couldn’t help feeling a bit sorry for her.  Smelling the same kind of candle over and over again and expecting a different scent.  Isn’t that the definition of insanity?

Hey, knock yourself out, my dear.  Smell your way to the baby Jesus!  It’s Christmas time after all, and who am I to say nay to a possible Christmas miracle?

Sniff on.

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