Geo has been making mashed potatoes at work for the past few days as a result we're finding potato flakes EVERYWHERE. (and I do mean everywhere) The car smells like potatoes from his ride home, I found flakes in the console yesterday on the way to the grocery store. My pillows and sheets have potatoes on them, have you ever gotten into bed at the end of the day and laid down on potato flakes? I have and it's not pleasant. Anything in the laundry baskets that has Geo's clothes on them picks up a potato scent, which is an interesting smell to say the least, particularly mixed with sweaty socks and sweats from the gym. He he.
All in all, it really is a small price to pay to have a happy hubby who loves his job...even if that does mean he actually HAS potatoes in his ears at the end of his shift.