Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Wall

I'm finally doing it. I'm doing a "Writer's Workshop" from Kat @ Mama's Losin' it. I am a regular reader of her blog, and have her Writer's Workshop link on the side of my profile, but that's because she doesn't have a button that's just for her blog. Anyway, the plunge..

Mama’s Losin’ It

Kat asked: What do you remember most about your childhood bedroom?

I distinctly remember growing up in a bedroom with my sisters. For a while I was sharing a room with my older sister, but once she hit, what, 10 years old? She was moved into her own room and I was stuck sharing a room with my younger sister.

We always had a bunk-bed. I was on the top, and my sister was underneath. I loved that bed. But do you know what I didn't love? Boogers.

For real. Boogers. I used to pick my nose as a kid. A lot. In fact, I still do. But the difference now is that I wash my hands A LOT. Not just after picking my nose, but after playing with the dog, touching anything public (doors, public restrooms are the worst!), and pretty much after touching anything outside. (Sidenote: I've always said that having a kid will either make or break my "OCD" habit. I think it's the former..)

Back to the boogers. I was a kid, maybe 8 or 9 years old and picked my nose a lot. Gross enough as it is, right? Right. Well I didn't eat those boogers. Gross! But I never had a napkin, tissue, or towel nearby so I needed to find something, or someWHERE to put them. You know what I chose? The wall.

Yep, the wall. I had a booger wall. It was conveniently located right behind the panel of the top bunk bed so nobody saw it, but I knew it was there. And it always seemed like when I laid in bed at night I had a nose full of boogers. I wasn't smart enough to clean the ol' nose out before laying down in bed. So the wall it was.

But do you know what happened? We rearranged the bedroom furniture. Yep, the bed moved. And my mom saw it. She freaked out. And do you know what I did?

Blame it on my best friend, of course! I mean, she ALWAYS spent the night and we shared a bed. And I couldn't blame it on my younger sister because she never slept up there. So it made sense, right? Totally.

Well that plan backfired when my mom decided to march right on down to a function going on in town to find my friend and confront her. (Unfortunately, I was a kid and didn't think my mom knew I was lying. She's smarter than I thought!) So when we confronted my friend, her mother was also present. She denied it and then the blame was back on me. I think I was in tears at the point. And that's because I was grounded.

Grounded for covering the wall with boogers. Oh yes. Great memory, right?

Oh yeah. Charlene, if you read my blog: I'm sorry for blaming that shit on you. I don't think I ever apologized when I was a kid. hahaha.


13 comments:

  1. I remember the booger wall. Gross.

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    1. Remember Cousin Megan's booger corner?! She let anyone flick their boogers there. IDK what's worse.. A booger wall or a booger corner..

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  2. The Booger Wall. A phenomenon that continues today. I recently painted my daughters' room, and I came across many, many solidified mucus chunks. What to do? Paint over them, or scrape them off? I opted for the latter, but I am scarred for life. :)

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    1. I didn't realize that walls of boogers were such a phenomenon! And I'm pretty sure my mother made me wash the wall clean. -_-

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  3. Funny!
    I think I left mine under the wooden board on the side of the bed ---that was before bed frames were made of metal. But, my grandfather had painted the wall with a sponge and green paint, so it looked sort of boggery. See my post about that room here: http://proartz.blogspot.com/2012/08/butterfly-kisses-poetry.html

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    1. Whether the bed frame was wood or metal probably doesn't matter. What matters is: did it ever wash off?

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  4. Oh my gosh, that's hysterical!! Never had a booger wall, and now that I think about it, I'm wondering if I should move my son's bed!

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  5. Oh my too funny! Yup I seem to remember a booger night stand. Geez we were kids... and tissues are just foreign to kids right?? Same with napkins... they just wipe it on their shirts! And trash cans.. fahhhhgettaboutit!!

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    1. I most definitely never used my shirt. I did not want to walk around all day knowing there was a booger on my shirt.
      Gross.

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  6. Haha!!! I had a booger panel on my dresser and my son now has a booger chair. Unfortunately, it is the leather chair in the living room and for some reason, boogers and leather do not mix!! Awesome of you to put yourself out there like you did to share the nasty habit that we all do but will not admit to!! (visiting from Mama Kat's site BTW).

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    1. I would think that boogers would wash rather easily from a leather chair.
      What I want to know is if your guests sit in the booger chair or not.

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  7. Holy crap - I can't decide whether to puke or pee in my pants laughing!! Booger wall - so awesomely gross! Bawhahahaah!
    *clicking in from MamaKat*

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    1. It seems as though it's a pretty large epidemic. Smearing your boogers somewhere other than a tissue.

      I may just be one of the first to mention it.

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