Giving Thanks For My Medicine Cabinet
Do you all remember a couple years ago when I was home when my grandmother was passing and I got a really awful case of poison ivy? I got some topical cream from the doctor, but by the time I got to see her it had almost finished cycling through the awfulness.
Of course I never throw prescriptions away. That would just be wasteful.
I’m home now. The second little tube of cream expires May, 2010.
/high-five!
Now, let’s discuss: How on earth can I be eaten alive but Peter and Baby are untouched? (Peter had two bites on his wrist which have nearly disappeared.) Is it my sunscreen? Damn that Italian and his regularly-functioning melanin…
April 25th, 2010 at 10:38 pm
Do you have B-type blood? That’s one theory I’ve heard. I do, and mozzies single me out in a crowd.
April 26th, 2010 at 6:44 am
I’m Type A+. Cuz I’m special.
I was thinking that they might be bed bugs (in fact, I’ve got the luggage out on the balcony and a hot load of laundry in its future) just in case it’s true, but I seriously doubt that Peter and the delectable little baby (who shares my blood type, btw) would escape unscathed. So it has to be the sun screen. It’s the only thing I did that no one else did.
April 26th, 2010 at 8:23 am
Yes, could be that new type of nano-tech sunscreen which uses little balls of zinc (?) or some other metal to physically block the UV rays. Doesn’t sound healthy to me.
April 27th, 2010 at 7:56 am
Oh hell. Bagpipes.