Tea Olive Bush

Last night we took a walk with the dog and at this one intersection we came upon this beautiful sweet aroma.
We both looked around for a plant, shrub, bush, flower. It was so strong.
Then Rick said, "it smells like an tea olive bush doesn't it?"
That was it. But yet, we didn't see it anywhere.

Then Rick reminded me of the time we had one at the foot of our steps by the garage.
Of course he thinks that is the funniest story of another of my blond moments.
And yes, it is funny. 
But he gets much more of a kick out of it than I do, since I look like a big dumb ass.

He asked me if I wrote this on my blog because he thought I should shame myself. 
I thought I did.
So this morning I spent hours searching for that topic. 
Couldn't find it through a search button or by going through everything from 2007.

So I will share what I believe is a repeat.
Please forgive me.

When we first got back to the east coast we were in temporary housing as I like to refer to it.
It was a rental townhome in Maryland while deciding where we wanted to live.  
This style home had an enormous amount of steps up to our front door. 
At the bottom of the steps was a beautiful tea olive bush that was very fragrant at certain times of the years.  I had never seen or smelled one before moving to this home.

We were having company coming from California for a visit.
When they arrived Rick went down the steps to help them bring up their luggage.
I stood at the top of the steps saying hello etc.
As I stood there all I could smell was this lovely fragrant bush.
The aroma was so strong and beautiful.

As Rusty walked around his car coming toward the steps it was just as I got an enormous whiff of this gorgeous scent and I said, "Rusty can you smell my bush from where you are?"

Rick immediately burst into laughter and Rusty looks up at me and says, "Ah, Margaret I just got her with my lovely bride." They were both laughing now and muttering something to one another that I couldn't hear.

I didn't get it. Then Rick said something that I don't recall and then it hit me.
Hit me like a ton of bricks!
Good grief I was so embarrassed. 

Every once in awhile I get a call from Rusty and he mentions my bush. 
Honestly that was so stupid of me, but now I do see the humor in it.
Now I understand the look on Rusty's face and Rick's raucous laughter. 
Yep, they teased me all weekend. 
But Rusty and his wife did admit that the tea olive bush did indeed smell beautiful.