Friday, January 12, 2007

nose condensation

It all started at the local gym, where I was preparing my body for the Mexican sun in the tanning bed. After my sweaty hot tan, I got in my cold, apparently frozen vehicle and the crazy beast wouldn't start. I didn't want to flood it so I waited and tried again, cause I knew if I needed the help of good old Rambo, I wanted to impress him with the right answer, for he would be sure to ask. After a few tries, I gave up and called my beloved up. I think he loves rescuing me, cause he was all to happy to come and help me out. This is where the story begins. We were working hard in and out of his warm truck, trying to figure out what the fords problem was. Actually it was my hubby who was in and out and I say there warm, my body still radiating the fake sun I just soaked in. Anyway.... He jumps into the truck and I noticed his nose was dripping. So I politely said you have some snot dripping from your nose, you may want to take care of that. Well, he proceeds to tell me in is just condensation. What!!!I hollered and laughed at the same time. It is snot!!! How in the world could it be condensation? Your hot nose meeting the cold air. I couldn't stop laughing. Haven't you ever tasted the stuff? It is not water it is salty snot! No use arguing with Einstein, so nothing more was said about the condensation. The van wouldn't start, we had to tow it home. Yes me in the van and Dick Van Dike in the truck. Now that's another story in it self. Oh, Schmidt happens!