Here is my story on how to get that beachy smell:

So we are driving down the road headed to dinner and I’m sitting super low in his nice shiny Bimmer(did i forget to mention his baby is a BMW). So he’s like you can raise your seat up. So me being one who loves to play with buttons raises my seat. Then I lower my seat, and raise my seat, and lower my seat again. Then my help with the beachy smell commences. We hear a SSSSSssssss sound. My air vent was closed so I thought maybe that was where the sound was coming from. No. Shane is like it’s coming from your purse. No. Then he is like, “what is that smell?” Perfume?

No. So then I’m like, “is something going to blow up on me”? I put my feet in the seat. All the time laughing(me saying over and over, “I’m sorry I know how much you love your car”) and trying to find this smell and noise while he is driving. Then we find it! He stops at a stop light and a can of sunblock rolls out from under the seat. I seemed to have punctured it when playing with the seat. OOoops! So this can is spraying sunblock all over the floor of his car. I try kicking it back under the seat. It’s spraying up my dress all over my legs. We are still both laughing so hard. FINALLY he pulls over and the can has already stopped spraying.

He has like two napkins to clean this mess up with. And yes we are still laughing about it. I look under the seat and not much there. I say, “good thing you have a mat under there”. UMmmm No! “That’s a speaker”, Shane says. Ooops again! After the two napkins have been used and can tossed we set out looking for a carwash. We find one and I give him 5 bucks to clean it up. Now some of you may be like you gave him $5 to clean his own car or you ONLY gave him $5 to clean up your mess. Well I have offered to help him pay to get it cleaned (now hurry up Shane and get that done mister!), but he won’t accept. And you guys know what?!?! He still took me to get ice cream!