Wednesday, June 6, 2007
The Anatomy of a Nose
I don't like carrots. I find that carrots, more than any other food, have a way of sneaking into your nasal cavity. The result is an awful, tight, "I've got a booger in my nose yet not REALLY in my nose" kind of feeling. Carrots are especially dangerous bc they don't mush up as you chew them. Instead, the pieces just get smaller and smaller. But still stay separate. As the itty bitty carrot pieces multiply, so do your chances of swallowing the wrong way and getting one tiny piece lodged into your nasal cavity. Tho the size of a pencil tip, that carrot piece will feel like you've got the Rock of Gibraltar up your nose.
When I was a kid, my Aunt Betty cooked up spaghetti with meat sauce. It was a real treat bc I basically ate Korean food every night. I slurped it up with gusto with noodles flapping everywhere. I probably had red spaghetti sauce marks all over my face as the soft noodles slapped against my forehead and cheeks. Then I probably left the table to make a fort with my brother and ran around the house until I hit my head against the wall and cried.
Later that night, as my mom was tucking me in, I told her that my throat felt funny. And that I also wanted to pick my nose "but not really." My mom didn't properly diagnose me at all. Instead (bless her) she gave my little nose a squeeze and kissed me goodnight.
I woke up the next day with the same weird feeling. And because I was only 5 yrs old, I just couldn't articulate what I was feeling. Except with "Oma, I want you to pick my nose." (Hahahah, I'm totally cracking myself up, this story is so ridiculous).
So my mom took me to the bathroom…and held down one baby nostril and then the other and told me to blow. AND THEN A LONG NOODLE FLEW OUT OF MY NOSE AND STUCK ON THE BATHROOM MIRROR. Imagine our surprise!!!
So that's how I learned that everything in the head is kind of connnected to each other.
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2 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm so glad that you have this blog. It really is a good surrogate for the storytelling that I miss so dearly.
Thank god you made a rock of gibraltar reference.
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