Before I retired, I made myself a promise: when I no longer worked full-time, I would not shop on the weekends. One of my pet peeves was to go to the market and stand in line behind someone who was obviously retired and could have shopped any day of the week, but NO!, they chose to shop on my day off, costing me precious minutes as I stood in line behind them, waiting for them to check out and get out! (Now I must admit that I have a lot of pet peeves, probably enough to stock a menagerie. A friend who is more open-minded than I am, suggested these people might have to wait until the weekend for a friend or relative who works to drive them to the market. I admit that is a consideration — for maybe 5%.) So today, Saturday, not only was I shopping, I was shopping… Read More »
Smell that wine!
Since we’re talking about tasting wine — sniffing it, swirling it and savoring it, and also how you hold your wine glass (or rather how you don’t hold your wine glass), I might as well put the last of my pet peeves out there… I WANNA SMELL THE WINE! Are you, like me, becoming more sensitive to things that smell? I mean hand lotion and deodorant and shampoo. Have you ever sat next to or behind someone at a concert, in church or at a lecture and nearly gagged because of their perfume? My friend Melenda and I have changed seats more than once to get away from somebody who either didn’t realize or didn’t care that their perfume was the olfactory equivalent of a boom box. I don’t want to smell it! At a wine tasting, the last thing you want to smell is somebody’s perfume. This came home to me… Read More »
