Yeah, well it’s snot

27 Dec

I moved to Minnesota in 1998 to go to college.  When I came back from Christmas break that first year, I ran into a guy I knew at the airport shuttle dropoff site.  We checked our mailboxes and headed back to the dorm.  The whole time we were walking, I kept rubbing at my nose.  I mean, he was just a friend, but no lady wants a guy to see her with, like, STUFF coming out of her nose.  It wasn’t getting better, and after a few minutes of letting me try, he said, “Snotsickles.”


“Give it up.  It’s snotsickles.  It’ll go away when we get inside.”

Many of the 3 of you don’t live in MN, and have probably never experienced, much less heard of, this phenomenon.  Well, it’s gross.  And you know it’s too cold to be outside when your snot freezes, so WHAT was I doing running in these conditions?  I don’t know.  But I was running.  And according to my domestic associate, I will KEEP running with frozen snot, because we bought the stuff for it, so there will be no breaks taken.

But this is the flip side of turning any new venture into a shopping trip: snotsickles.

My spell check reeeeally doesn’t like the word “snotsickles.”  Or the word “reeeeally.”

Christmas was most merry up here in the cold.  We got the gift of future travel, and the Smartest Baby in the Universe (she found her hands, you know) got Everything.  I really didn’t know that so much stuff existed until she showed up, but it does, and we have it.

Here’s hoping your Christmases/Hanukkahs/Kwanzaas/Familydays were also merry, and that your snot stays in the state God intended.

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2 Responses to “Yeah, well it’s snot”

  1. Brenna 27 December 2012 at 2:47 pm #

    Maybe there’s no ‘k’ in it – snotsicles?

    • themaladroitwife 27 December 2012 at 5:49 pm #

      I prefer to think of them as SO FROZEN that they could be removed and used in the field during harvest. Shutup.

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