Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette. I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
A true friend will tell you when you stink! :-)
Granted, Maresche wasn't that blunt today at work, but she did make me aware that I cannot use tea tree oil-based products if I am going to be around other people. I have been using a Lush shower gel to try to tame some severe skin irritation, and while I thought the smell was fading, it turns out I'd just gotten used to it. Thankfully, I'm now aware that I smell like an ancient medicine cabinet when I use it, and will confine my self-treatments to weekends.
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2 comments:
Oh yeah, tea-tree based stuff has to be doctored heavily to be tolerable.
I just got a tea-tree and mint spray stuff for my stinky feet. So far, so good. Now if they will just stop hurting...
As a pipe smoker I'm well aware of how I'm not aware of how I smell.
Does that make sense? ;)
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