Odorific

I once had a coworker with bad BO. Very unpleasant to work with this person in an enclosed space and said person probably thought there was something wrong with me, as I became a mouth breather in self-defence. Ick.

How does one tactfully let another know that they need to shower/wash their clothes more often? I didn't know how, so I dumped it on our supervisor to deal with. Unfortunately, the situation didn't improve a whole lot even after said coworker got "the talk". I'm glad I don't work with that person anymore - now it's someone else's problem.

Food is Better Eaten than Worn

With some help from her parental units, my 12-yr-old created a six course dinner this evening. Fabulous. From the appetizer, through the soup and salad, sorbet, main course and dessert, it was all wonderful. The boys learned how to handle a table with six times the usual amount of cutlery and had a blast drinking milk out of wine glasses. Let's just say the white wine was very white! Poor table manners are one of my pet peeves and I'm glad my kids are learning how to eat properly.

One minor drawback to the culinary experience: as my husband was bringing the pan of chicken manicotti in cream sauce to the table, he tipped it accidentally. At least I hope it was an accident! My shoulder ended up covered in cream sauce - very hot cream sauce - and of course I was wearing a sleeveless top. Lots of cold water and a couple of leaves off my aloe vera plant later, I have a red and tender shoulder but no blisters. On a positive note: I got out of cleaning up the mess because I was cleaning up myself!

Kids are Funny

A few years ago, my preschool son and I were discussing Hallowe'en. He told me "I know two ways to kill a vampire. There's garlic, and, ... ham?" He was positive about the first method but not so sure of the second. My husband looked very confused and I started to giggle. My response: "Not ham, honey. You mean steak!" Amid much uproarious laughter, I tried to explain the difference between steak and stake while my older daughter mimed slapping someone to death with a raw slab of beef.

Whaddaya say?

While shelving book CDs (audio books recorded on CDs) a while back, I had a lady ask me where she could find John Grisham book CDs. She expressed surprise when I brought her over to the fiction section. "But they're non-fiction, aren't they?", she queried. I'm proud to say I managed to keep a straight face.

Neglect

Why would a parent think it's OK to leave an eight-year-old alone in a library for five hours?

library: LIE-berry, noun. a free babysitting service.

Blog Name Explanation

I love chocolate (I am the cocoa nut) and I like to drink wine. Wine in => whine out. The tagline is a bad pun based on Harry Nilsson's song Lime in the Coconut, using the line "Put the lime in the coconut, then you feel better". Now you know. Yes, I'm twisted. (A twist of lime?)

What if?

Something else to make me smile.


NameThatDisease.com - Test your disease knowledge

At one time I thought I wanted to become a doctor. Two years of biochemistry cured me of that. I did get my B.Sc., but never applied to medical school. I guess I know just enough to be dangerous!

Where to start?

I've thought about starting a blog for awhile now, and finally decided to take the plunge. What will this become and will I ever show it to anyone? I don't know yet. I currently choose to remain anonymous but that could change, too.

I would like to write about things that make me smile. Many things make me smile - funny things, cute things, stupid things, crazy things. The other day I had to smile when I saw a man at the library, so comfortable there that he had kicked off his shoes and lain down on a couch for a nap (making other patrons around him decidedly UNcomfortable).

I have four kids but this isn't a mommy blog. I work in a library but this isn't a library blog. I have three cats and a dog but this isn't a pet blog. I quilt but this isn't a quilting blog. This is definitely sounding Canadian - I may not be able to define what it IS, but I can define what it's NOT. That makes me smile, too.