snot

Have you ever wonder how your nose can make so much snot?  I am going through that now.  I know where it comes from and I know where it goes....to my brain.  It is pressing in on my brain cells and making it hard to concentrate.  I wish I had one of those baby snot sucker things I've seen parents with.  Maybe that would help.

With all this snot in my head, it has slowed down the thinking process. I was standing at the Speedway this morning pumping gas when the Speedway TV said that they found female DNA on the pressure cooker the Boston Bomber used.  They are trying to figure out where it came from....maybe his wife.  Something about that statement struck me as odd when I heard it...but with snot brain I had to let it swim around in my head until I figured it out.  Ok, so did she notice that the pressure cooker was missing when went to cook the pot roast the week before the bombing?  Did she notice that when she went to cook the pot roast in the pressure cooker she suddenly had 6 cookers in the cabinet?  These are the thoughts that snot brain will cause.

What was odd about the story finally hit me....how does one get DNA on a pressure cooker?  I've seen pressure cookers being used by my mom and Vicki.  I don't remember body fluids being involved. I'm stumped how DNA would have gotten there. The logical explanation is that the person cut themselves, but on what?  Maybe the objects they packed in the pot?  I don't have a lot of experience with pressure cookers.  I won't go in the kitchen when one is being used.  I have my mother to thank for that.... When I was a child and my mother was using her pressure cooker and I went near it she use to say "DON"T TOUCH IT. IT COULD EXPLODE."  Oh the scars that are left when you are raised by Safety Sally. 

I'm going to figure the DNA thing out. The good thing is that chewing on this problem has decreased my snot brain.  

6 long months

Ok, so it's been six long months since my last post.  My co-worker said to me..."hey, I added a bookmark for your blog.  Now your not writing anything."  That is when I realized that I hadn't written anything in a long time. 

It has been a fast paced exhausting ride that I'd like to stop for a while.  Vic is getting ready to leave for Australia for almost a month and I'm going to be home with the dog.  We will be fine but we miss when she isn't there. 

Winter was uneventful.  Spending time with mom and dad.  Trying to keep up with chores.  Going to work and back home every day. 

I made a decision on my birthday (last week) that I was going to get back to doing the things I love.  Writing, playing banjo, and taking pictures....

So here we go....

I've picked a few spots for pictures, written a few words, now I have to dust off the banjo and get back into taking lessons.

Wish me luck
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