Hi to all the new people swinging through my little corner of the internet recently. Wish I could say that you will be amused and entertained, but as I recently said “I’m not a writer, I’m a complainer.” Feel free to stick around, comment and call me an asshole, whatever. I’m easy.
So Thursday I went and had a lovely time meeting some other bloggers. The kid was good, the drive was fine, what little bit of my food that P didn’t eat before I did was good. I resisted the lure of the 3? malls and a flea market(that I have no idea if it was even going on, but the urge to take the exit and find out was strong) I had to drive past to get there.Everyone was really nice to me and I didn’t feel like a total fucking freak. That is always a bonus. 
If I had one complaint it would be this–I forgot to put sunblock on my arms before we left so I dug around in my purse (I need to write a post about purses) and found the non-sticky kids sunblock I bought for P and slathered it all over my arms. That wasn’t the wisest thing I could have done.
I got a nasty itchy rash all. over. my. arms. and this is where the title of this post comes from. I thought the best thing to do would be to take some benadryl, but since I’m such a lightweight I waited until almost bedtime to take a dose. I woke up the next morning wearing a tshirt and nothing else. I still don’t know at what point I removed and then got out of bed to HIDE my underwear. Friday night I took another dose. Yesterday morning I woke up without a shirt, but I must not have needed to hide it because it was in the floor by my bed. I tried one more dose last night because what the hell, I need a hobby. I woke up with the two hairbands I had in my hair lying neatly by my pillow. I changed my sheets yesterday and my underwear are definitely not hidden in my bed.
The even stranger part is that I don’t remember having a single dream any of the nights that I could somehow blame my nocturnal need to get naked on. I guess I need to switch to non-drowsy antihistamine next time I need one. One of only two medications I ever take and the world will be a less happy place for a lot of people who are forced to interact with me if I’m forced to give up my PMS pills.
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I wish I had been able to eat more too! wah!
& your kid is seriously adorable. I LOVE how into the muppets he was. atta boy!
God, nothing that interesting happens to me when I sleep. Usually I just end up with a preschooler in my bed.
Thanks Calli.
The kid in the bed happens for me too, but not as often as he would like. I skipped the benadryl last night and woke up with everything still present and accounted for.