- April 17, 2009
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- The Confessional
The Confessional: Drool
I confess. I’m a drooler. Literally and figuratively. But I am most ashamed of the “literal” aspect of this.
I “drool” (figurative) over pretty things and delicious chocolates. I appreciate a fine article of clothing, a lovely piece of jewelry, choice modes of transportation and all types of shiny things. Even a well polished sea-stone might turn on this “figurative” drool… ooh shiny… I *might* even drool over certain LOST characters. But I don’t. Really… I…
But I do have a drooling problem. I do. Not generally as I am lallering and such in public, tho having brace does cause me to reassess that claim. I wouldn’t call THAT problem “drooly”. I would call THAT “slurpy”, which are 2 VERY different afflictions. I digress.
I had my tonsils removed when I was, say… 22? Ever. Since. Then… the voluntary and very taken-for-granted “thingamajigger” that makes you swallow while you sleep – I think it either broked when my tonsils came out or the doc removed my “sleepy-time swallower”.
NORMAL people, when they wake up with a dry mouth, it is because they are dehydrated. When I wake up with a dry mouth – it is because I am also dehydrated. HOW.EVER. MY PILLOW IS NOT.
Do ya smell what I’m steppin’ in?
I have to flip my pillow – ALL. NIGHT. LONG.
*turns head in shame
For my birthday or Valentine’s DAy one year, my husband even gave me a card. It had the cutest lil’ pup on the front. *awww* And on the inside it read: “I love you drooly.” I think he penned a capital “D”in drooly and added a comma after “you”… So, the card actually read, “I love you, Drooly.”
True story.
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very taken-for-granted “thingamajigger”
that’s known as the clitoris i think, i might have my medical terms mixed up here…
I’m surprised that you don’t drool over rows of cake, or was that just a given?
That is too funny! I don’t think I drool all the time, but I think I have, on occasion. Hold’yer head high, girl!! =)
So does that mean I can call you Drooly McDroolerson?
When I don’t get enough sleep I drool…which means I’ve been drooling ever since 1984 when my first child was born.
I’m going to think of you as I try to fall asleep every night from now on. I’m sure I’ll at some point be blessed with a droolathon of my own because of this post.
LOL @ furiousBall!
Because of you, I will never take my thingamajigger for granted ever again. It thanks you.
I woke up in a puddle of my own drool. At midnight, on the couch. The couch, dammit. You can’t just flip over couches like you can with pillows.
Michelle and I were laughing about drool just the other day! We were chatting online, sharing links to hotties such as Jake Gyllenhaal, and Taye Diggs, and I thought I was going to choke to death on my own drool. Better to soak your pillow with it than to have it linger in your mouth.. wouldn’t want you to choke your pretty little self to death.