Slowly Having My Blood Sucked Out By A Vampire Would Be More Enjoyable
I’m hoping that the massive number of mosquitoes we’ve experienced in our new place has nothing to do with the location of said place, and everything to do with the rain we’ve had this year. Because if this is from the location, I’m either going to have to start looking for a new place right away or find a nice parka that goes down to my ankles and zips up to my chin.
Tonight the dogs and I were out for maybe five minutes while they stared at the parking lot of CVS and I tried to encourage them (unsuccessfully) to pee. Their curiosity satisfied (”there are still cars over there”), the dogs agreed to come back inside.
I felt a tiny tickle on my right leg, and scratched it. Before I’d taken more than three steps into the house, I began to suspect it was a mosquito bite. So I got some cortisone and put it on my leg, and that’s when I noticed a very still mosquito on my hand.
I wasn’t sure if it was already dead or not, so I whacked it with my other hand anyway, and its blood (or rather, my blood) squirted out of it. I hadn’t even itched it, but the bite has now become the size of a quarter.
The bug bite on my leg turned out to be three mosquito bites in a row, which have now become some kind of horribly swollen continent of itchiness.
Normally I don’t expect housewarming gifts, since this is our fourth house, but if you really, really, really want to give us something, I would be thrilled with any of the following:
- Giant economy-sized tube of cortisone
- Lyme disease treatment pills, from the doctors among you
- Beekeeper’s helmet
- Dogs who will run outside, pee, and run right back inside without lingering while you get eaten by the local insect population
Posted by: ssjane | August 18, 2008 | 10:07 pm
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