Moms Talk: Thanks, But No Thanks

I want to be excited. I want to focus on the guest list and the preparation of cakes and hope beyond hope that he does not wake up in the morning with green boogers. Instead, I find myself worrying that I will make some major social faux pas with regard to the note of thanks.

See people, I will not write at all. No one. I guess I'm not what you call a good writer. Of course, I have a BA in writing and, well, you read my writing right now, but I do not prune thank you cards.Not as a kid, not as a young adult and not as Mother.

I have read so many columns, advice on mums years of coaching for their loved Wee sit down and scribbles thank you cards to grandparents, aunts and uncles for gifts and random thoughts and visits, and he always seemed to be too formal, especially your own family. I can imagine sending a thank you note to my sister and having her call to ask if it was some kind of joke. If you are in my life, I pretty much consider you family and I would find inauthentic of me to take out the pen and paper and write a thank you note.

When Nate was born into, well, almost exactly five years, I dutifully rushed to Hallmark and bought the powder-blue beautiful thank you notes I've ever seen. I can honestly say that because never in my life have I set foot in a Hallmark store. As the donations came to the door, I turned the note within 24 hours. I consulted the list provided chicken scratch to me after my baby shower and made doubly sure that I included the exact description of gift in the note itself. That lasted about a month in the life of Nate.

Now I take the phone.Or rather, when a gift arrives, I leave it on the kitchen table and haul my laptop for a quick video chat with the sender so they can see Nate open. Nate does not like video chat. It really does. He feels like he put on a show and I do not like him do things he does not want to do. Having a small gift thrown into the mix really helps (as does the promise of computer time, if we just run-of-the-mill call).I go out of my way to ensure that the sender feels appreciated, but I will not get that call and to write a note, and I sure as hell do not want a note from you thanking me for make a call that I did not send a thank you note to. No one has time for that.

World's Strangest | What Are Eye Boogers, Anyway?

Every morning when I wake, I stalagmites of the crust in my eyes. What is that thing, and where does it come from?

The crust is a type of hunting, a natural mucus discharged from our eyes, nose and mouth. Rheum is composed of mucus, skin cells, oils and dust. Hunting just the eyes and eye boogers forms is called gound, you may know that the sand of the eyes, eyes dirt, dust, sleeping, sleeping sand in your eyes, or eye shnooters .

When you are awake, gound no problem. You do not even know it's there because it is cleaned away when you blink.Your eyelids regularly, Corral down your tear duct, where it is washed away. When you sleep, however, you are not flashing, and gound is allowed to accumulate in the corners of your eyes. It dries and hardens, leaving you looking like your face planted in a sand castle at times during the night.

Gound is not a big deal for most people, but an unlucky few have a major problem with it. A number of conditions - from the sebaceous glands overactive tear ducts blocked - can lead to obscene amounts of accumulation of gound, sometimes to the point where it prevents people from opening their eyes.

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