Last week, while clearing brush, J and I both contracted slight cases of poison ivy. His is healing -- mine is STILL spreading. The initial site of my ivy-rash now looks like someone burned me with a hot brand... it hurts like hell. I cried today. Sally sat in my lap and tried to comfort me. I am trying to knit on the dog-coat a little, but it isn't easy to do anything.
I've tried everything reccommended and it just gets worse. I feel like crying again. This sucks.
We tried to go to the midnight showing of Harry Potter last night in Murray, KY. They were sold out.
And now, since I feel terrible... cute pictures for you.
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Sally | Willowpede |
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Our boss' puppies DeeDee and Cherry |
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