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I am being eaten alive. The mosquitos are Out. Of. Control.
That was the one thing about summer camp in Wisconsin that I'd forgotten about from when I was a little kid. Every year I'd end 2 weeks at summer camp with close to 200 mosquito bites. I thought it was just because I was "roughing it" out in the woods and whatnot.
No. Evidently, that's just Wisconsin.
Seriously. I step out the back door and the mosquitos start feasting away. I am one itchy, scabby little girl.
We put Maggie outside to go to the bathroom the other day, and were somewhat alarmed to hear her barking in panic. This was NOT the "I'm telling my Dad that you're on my lawn!" bark. This was "AAAAAAAAAUGH! Get them of! Get them off!" bark. We RAN out the door to see what was happening to our darling doggie, and she was being SWARMED by a cloud of the little blood-sucking-beasties.
And now Maggie is itchy. So she chews her mosquito bites and it makes bald spots in her fur. So my dog is itchy and bald, and I am itchy and scabby. It is wildly unjust that the mosquitos don't seem to like Zig or Jasmine, so they're prancing around without a care in the world, looking damn fancy and unbothered.
It would be one thing if the mosquitos were just OUTSIDE the house, but they're INSIDE too. I got bitten twice this morning while I was washing the dishes before work. And Sunday afternoon, while I was napping on the couch, one bit me on the dang LIP.
I have a mosquito bite on the HEEL of my hand, one on my knuckle, one on my big toe, and one on my cheek. These mosquitos just don't understand the rules. NO BITING FACE. NO BITING HANDS, FINGERS, or TOES!!!
Am I right? Aren't those the rules?
*scratches violently* ARGH!
That was the one thing about summer camp in Wisconsin that I'd forgotten about from when I was a little kid. Every year I'd end 2 weeks at summer camp with close to 200 mosquito bites. I thought it was just because I was "roughing it" out in the woods and whatnot.
No. Evidently, that's just Wisconsin.
Seriously. I step out the back door and the mosquitos start feasting away. I am one itchy, scabby little girl.
We put Maggie outside to go to the bathroom the other day, and were somewhat alarmed to hear her barking in panic. This was NOT the "I'm telling my Dad that you're on my lawn!" bark. This was "AAAAAAAAAUGH! Get them of! Get them off!" bark. We RAN out the door to see what was happening to our darling doggie, and she was being SWARMED by a cloud of the little blood-sucking-beasties.
And now Maggie is itchy. So she chews her mosquito bites and it makes bald spots in her fur. So my dog is itchy and bald, and I am itchy and scabby. It is wildly unjust that the mosquitos don't seem to like Zig or Jasmine, so they're prancing around without a care in the world, looking damn fancy and unbothered.
It would be one thing if the mosquitos were just OUTSIDE the house, but they're INSIDE too. I got bitten twice this morning while I was washing the dishes before work. And Sunday afternoon, while I was napping on the couch, one bit me on the dang LIP.
I have a mosquito bite on the HEEL of my hand, one on my knuckle, one on my big toe, and one on my cheek. These mosquitos just don't understand the rules. NO BITING FACE. NO BITING HANDS, FINGERS, or TOES!!!
Am I right? Aren't those the rules?
*scratches violently* ARGH!
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Little bastards.
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*gigglesnort* Man, that really sucks. :)
No, it does, sorry. HATE skeeters. They don't bite me as much anymore though. I suspect they stay away from people who regularly dilute their blood with alcohol. Now, there's a suggestion.
Also, anti-histamines really help. And garlic, and citrus.
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So yeah. Itchy and scabby right along with you.
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*grins*
I'm from Alabama, babe. The mosquito is the fucking state bird.
*pets and hands over the bug bite cream*