Wet hair is not easily forgotten...

Last night, my padre rolled in around 11pm. He had been having a few chelas (beers) with the neighbor across town. After a few drinks, they decided to trade kitchen cabinetry...and apparently that's a normal past time here because no one else seemed to think anything of it. Anyhow, after school today my madre and I spent a few hours cleaning out the old cabinets, sweeping, rearranging, etc. and then it happened. 

I sneezed. Just once. And I was immediately smacked on the back of the head with a towel by my madre.  Naturally, one sneeze is indicative of a cold from going to bed with wet hair. There just isn't any other logical explanation. The hundreds of millions of dust particles that we had stirred up were most certainly not to blame. Nope- definitely the wet hair, she says. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Oy vey.