Popcorn!

Nothing says movie night like a big bowl of popcorn. Except maybe chocolate with popcorn. Salty, buttery and crunchy. And the smell of it cooking. Nothing gets saliva flowing faster than the smell of popcorn popping. It doesn't matter if you've just eaten an entire buffet. The small makes you want some. And you can eat it absently until you are about to burst.

The advantage of movie night at home is that the smell is in your house. It's there throughout the movie. It's there to lull you off to dreamy slumber with images of fluffly, cloudy popcorn people and scenes. As you drift off to popcorn dreamland with an over-full belly, you smile contentedly---all happy, happy.

Minutes and hours pass and you have the most animated dreams about popcorn. Suddenly, the happy scenes turn into popcorn monsters chasing you around trying to cram husks between your teeth.

You bolt awake just as they are about to catch you. Your heavy breathing subsides and you giggle to yourself as you realize you are safe in your own bed.

But you sense you are not alone. There is something else in the house with you--what is it? Your heart races as you wrack your brain to identify it. You sense immediately that it just doesn't belong. Should you get up? Reluctantly you do.

Then you are reminded of why movie night at home is so great. The smell of popcorn. It's there through the movie and when you drift off into slumberland....

And it's still there in the morning and even a few days later. It just lingers. Yep. That's the beauty of the smell of popcorn.  At least that's how it goes at my house. Seriously.