14 January 2008


Sonja and I were driving down the road. Couples spend a lot of time in cars with one another. I was keeping up my usual Howie Meeker commentary on the poor driving habits of my fellow man when Sonja looked over at me and said, "You have a booger hanging out of your nose."

I asked, "How big is it?"

She spread her thumb and index finger a full booger length apart and made a face. I took my eyes off the road for a second and looked at what was hanging out of my nose in the rearview mirror as Sonja reached for a kleenex and I cleaned my face with my sleeve.

"You are such a boy."

"My coat needed cleaning anyhow."

"Yeah...you've probably got about ten pounds of snot ground into that sleeve by now."

At least.

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