****big sigh****
well, since Lyzziesmom shared her lovely stories about boogers, here is my infamous
SOUP story. Since I didn't have a chance to share it at the convention (I think I told YM, though

)-----HERE IT GOES-----please don't think less of me after reading this.
I recall when I told Linda to remind me to tell this story, we were chatting about having weak stomachs, queeziness, etc. Well, I am the QUEEN of weak stomachs and this story proves it. Keep in mind that when I was a little girl, if the dog so much as threw up, my mom was yelling to get me out of the room.
Okay, set the scene----I was 4, my sister was 5. We were sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch----
tomato soup. Since we are the only children, we kept each other entertained. Anyway, we started giggling about something which turned into that non-stop, uncontrollable laughter. Well, I was laughing so hard that a booger flew out of
my nose and landed on the corner of the kitchen table. I took one look at it (I thought it looked like a lima bean

) and threw up (tomato soup)
ALL over!!!!
My mom was NOT (or shall I say, wasSNOT) happy!!!!
Goes to show you that my stomach could not even tolerate my own "things".
OMG--I cannot believe I just wrote this for the world to read.
I'll hit submit post now as to not chicken out.