Putting My Finger. On. It.

Disclaimer: The following post may contain graphic language or images that will disgust many adults but delight most children. Especially boys between the ages of 3 and 10. Reader discretion is advised.

I am in Utah. Something is not right. My lips are dry, yes. My hair is still straight after three days, yes. But it's more than that. I cannot quite put my finger on it.

Oh, wait. Yes I can! It's a booger.

Note: I have not had one of those in ages!

I live in California. The sun shines a lot. The birds sing a lot. The cars drive a lot. I live in an almost-coastal region. The air is moist. And fragrant. And clean. As a daisy.

Booger-free.

Well, there you go.