midnight tears

Last night at like 2 a.m. I was awakened by this sudden urge to scrastch my nose and in doing so proceeded to pull out a nice dried-up boogey that was sticking out, along with a coupla hairs. Yeah, can we just say that it was not fun. To quote my Nana it hurt like the dickens...and that's putting it mildly. Tears filled my eyes as I sneezed my head off and wondered how in the heck do men, or anybody for that matter, pluck their nose hairs. God put those hairs there for a reason and I'm not so sure we should be messin' with 'em. *wink wink Sessa*. But, I'm glad to say I recovered and went on to dream about the Haunted Mansion ride at Disney World, and that was a messed up let me tell ya. But that's another story.