Snot!

I am SO glad the power is still on!  Here we are at Ice Base Bozicevich waiting for the spring time thaw so we can get our supply ship in.  Seriously, one day of not being able to get out of the house and I feel like Jack Nicholson in "The Shining" already.  At least I get to sit here with Em and watch "The Bachelor".  I am truly sad that our television programming has sunk to this level; makes me miss "Flavor of Love".  Please just put a bullet in my head right now

The great thing about this whole ice age we are experiencing this week is that Gracie and I are both sick.  How great is that?  Not only can we not get away from each other, we are both whiny and bitchy.  Now, most of you might say that is normal for me, but you do have to admit that it sets up for some fun living for the next couple of days.  Especially for Emilee! She has already asked me what the chances of me shoveling a path so she can get to work Wednesday.  I told her she just needed to drink A LOT and it would make it better.

But I did not start this work of literary excellence to expound on the trials and tribulations of a young man; I started it to tell ya'll about....SNOT.

Snot is such a fun word.  It is from the french, meaning; running from your nose like we run from the Germans.  It is an amazing substance.  Flowing freely from a 10 month old's nose it has the properties of a lubricant and an adhesive.  When you try to wipe it away the Kleenex slides right off of it.  Yet things stick to it like super glue.  It gets EVERYWHERE!  It works like a hydraulic plug in the nostril when solid, but nothing can stop it in its "liquid" form.

It also comes in several colors.  Clear being preferred and the most prominent.  Fortunately, we have not seen much of the other classic colors.  Yellow for a nice starter infection.  Green for a nicely progressing infection.  Brown for an "OH Shit" infection.  And of course the swirl; a combination of the above.

It also comes in different quantities.  We were on about a gallon an hour flow of yellow.  Now we are on a trickle of clear.  I just wish she would not get so worked up about little things.  We have her settled and she breathes fine.  Something small happens and the wailing begins.  The wailing brings more snot.  I wish I spoke 10 month old.  I would tell her "ooh. may dadada ha"! And she would know that calming down would let her breathe.

She also loves it when we try to suck out her nose.  You guys have seen the blue bulb syringes.  All she has to do is see it and the adventure begins.  I hate the fact that I have to trick her.  She thinks we are going to play and then BOOM, she is in the "here comes the nose probe" position again.  She flails, wails, and screams...more snot. And, I have been truly amazed at how much snot you can get out of a 10 month old!  It's like a game trying to guess quantity and color!

Anyway, I hope all of you stay warm and safe.  If you get stuck go ahead and call 911.  I'm not working on the truck anyway!

Stay Safe,

Rob