While walking to a charity pancake breakfast at the church this
morning, I remembered that one skill one must re-acquire every fall is
the art of blowing one's nose without allowing any of the warm, moist
hair -- or snotty tears! -- to be deflected upward onto one's glasses.
Ah, well, vaso-motor rhinitis beats the deleted out of bronchitis,
which I'd be likely to get if my body didn't overdo moistening the
incoming air.
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Joy Beeson
joy beeson at comcast dot net
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