March 10, 2003
So, I got clocked in the nose last night. We were going to sleep. I sat up a little bit just as Shane rolled over and his head connected with my nose. He said he has never heard me cry like that before. He heard my nose make a noise as it got cranked. Oh, it hurt so very bad. Luckily, there was no blood. Not that I have a problem with blood, really, but I would be worried that it was broken or something if there was blood. It just hurt. Shane said he was sorry a million times (he is still saying it). It was totally an accident. I put some ice on it, then went to sleep. It is sore this morning, but it looks okay.
You must understand that my husband has a thing for noses. Not for bonking them, but he likes them. Well, not all of them. He likes cute noses. Some guys like butts. Mine likes noses. He likes mine quite a bit. It would be a sad thing if he were to have broken my nose and disfigured it, adding a bump or a ridge or making it a little crooked. His wife's perfectly sweet button nose would be destroyed and he would be devastated. I know he would still love me, but it would be a very sad day and I think he might mourn for the nose he was so fond of. Lucky for him.
I hope everything is okay. I can breath through it and as long as I don't move it around, it doesn't hurt. It's just a little sore.
Comments
shane:
I am so sorry.
March 10, 2003 3:49 PM
Matt:
He only hits you because he loves you.
Seriously, maybe he was possessed by the spirit of Ike Turner for a minute.
March 10, 2003 4:54 PM
Michael:
Hello, just surfed in from weblogs.com…
Anyway, I have never heard of nose fetish before. Hmmm, interesting. :P
March 10, 2003 6:44 PM