{{{Beej}}}

Also, what beth said.

Sometimes allergies -- combined with the smaller space of an apartment versus a house -- can develop/worsen as you get older.

This is very true, vw. My father was never allergic to cats when he was younger, but by the time DH and I had a cat, he had to dose up before he came to our house. And I've never been allergic to dogs, but my parents now have an English cocker who makes me sneezy and watery-eyed every time we visit (and this despite the fact that my own dog has never caused one symptom).

Beej, I was just thinking about you today, because of the post-F2F Ick that so many Buffistas have -- I was thinking about people giving illnesses to each other, etc., which reminded me of you and Fella. I'd like to smack him upside the head, if I may.

I've been reading all the stories of Buffista Ick and having the deepest sympathy for each and every sufferer. Fun = sick is a sad equation indeed.

And thanks to everyone for the sympathy. I really, really need that. Normally me? Rock o Gibralter. Today? Puddle o Morose.

Steph, even as a peaceful woman, I'd be glad for someone to knock this guy up side the head one time. Again, NOT because I blame him for being sick. The Buffista wisdom is strong on that point. Sometimes (Buffista men excepted from what I can see) boys just don't ask the right medical questions...or are too willing to suffer rather than fight for a solution.

But the deep, deep insensitivity has really done me in.

Than again, it is true that I have some really wonderful friends. So I guess, in the end, I'm way better off.

They were saying on the news this morning that a new, anti-allergen Febreze is on the market and apparently quite effective. Might be worth a try.

I have said Febreze, and I haven't really noticed a huge difference. Of course, I may not be a valid test subject, as my allergies have backed off considerably since I was younger, and you can't Febreze the trees.

Also, I think it smells a little funky.

YFebrezeMV.

Okay, the lawn is about 1/4 of the way done, maybe a little more. I'm taking a break to report a Kara.

Me: Just a minute; you're frazzling me girl!
Kara: I'm sorry. I was evil.

bwah.

Erika!

Man, you had the cool clothes F2F. I was jealous. I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to you much. I'm afraid I was attacked by the shy bug... which is just crazy, I know, but there you go.

Also, while I'm here:

{{{Beej}}}
Cindy, I hope the mood has gone with the ice cream.
GC, gorgeous baby neice and I'm glad you got coffee
Chocolate is always good, except in toothpaste.

That's all I can think of, except that Kara is now dancing like Buffy in OMWF. She's pretty good.

Beej, I hope the tests will lead to an end of all the health yuckiness. I also hope that you thwack the fella on the side of his head.

Em was unbelievably cute and elfin and well-behaved.

I just bought ice cream and orange juice to fight the F2F ick. It felt like an expedition up Everest. I am sick, sick, sick.

t /whine

Damn. Ice cream and orange juice. That's what we should have for dinner.

I have to go back to the jury room in like 10 minutes. Yuck. Good news is that it's only a few miles from home so I came home for lunch.