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Howdy!
Conversations that happened between my husband and me today:
Me: Ow! fuck it stung me!
Husband: What did?
Me: pointing at the huge wasp on the ground, "That wasp!"
Husband: steps on it. "there"
Me: Inside the kitchen running the palm of my hand under cold water, "ow ow ow.. stupid bitchface whore."
Husband: mixing up baking soda and water into a paste, "who's a bitchface whore?"
Me: The wasp that stingded me! (Yeah I said stingded :-p)
Husband: Oh! okay. *puts baking soda goop on my palm* was the stinger still in there?
Me: No, it was a wasp they bite, plus I felt it with my lips there was nothing stuck in it.
Husband: With your lips?
Me: Yeah your lips are extra sensitive, I would've felt anything sticking in the skin.
Him: oh... well the baking soda will draw out the venom
Me: Wait, most venom and poisons are alkali, we need vinegar.
Him: Vinegar? With your hand full of baking soda? ... That'll be fun. *Tom takes a bottle of cider vinegar out of the cupboard behind him*
Me: holding my hand out over the sink, "okay pour it" *vinegar erupts the baking soda predictably then everything washes away"
Him: Good?
Me: Yeah it doesn't hurt to much anymore either, do you know where the benadryl is? *I take two pills*
Me: Ow! fuck it stung me!
Husband: What did?
Me: pointing at the huge wasp on the ground, "That wasp!"
Husband: steps on it. "there"
Me: Inside the kitchen running the palm of my hand under cold water, "ow ow ow.. stupid bitchface whore."
Husband: mixing up baking soda and water into a paste, "who's a bitchface whore?"
Me: The wasp that stingded me! (Yeah I said stingded :-p)
Husband: Oh! okay. *puts baking soda goop on my palm* was the stinger still in there?
Me: No, it was a wasp they bite, plus I felt it with my lips there was nothing stuck in it.
Husband: With your lips?
Me: Yeah your lips are extra sensitive, I would've felt anything sticking in the skin.
Him: oh... well the baking soda will draw out the venom
Me: Wait, most venom and poisons are alkali, we need vinegar.
Him: Vinegar? With your hand full of baking soda? ... That'll be fun. *Tom takes a bottle of cider vinegar out of the cupboard behind him*
Me: holding my hand out over the sink, "okay pour it" *vinegar erupts the baking soda predictably then everything washes away"
Him: Good?
Me: Yeah it doesn't hurt to much anymore either, do you know where the benadryl is? *I take two pills*
Later in the car on the way to get groceries
Me: Jeez, for Christmas I got diabetes, for my birthday I got my period and today I get stung by a wasp. God must really hate me.
Him: Why would god hate you?
Me: Probably because I don't believe in him.
Him: oh.... wait... What?
Well the baking soda vinegar and benadryl did the trick. My hand is sore but there isn't any swelling or itching so far. And I'm not alergic to stings so it should be fine.
And here's a list of my birthday loot!
From my brother and sister-in-law, Mike and Rhonda I got a gift set from bath and body works, Cherry Blossom scented shower gel, body scrub, body butter, body spray and perfume.
From Tom. An antique chinese ginger jar and a Japanese ceramic plate with a ukiyo-e scene of geishas and maikos painted on it.
From my mother and father inlaw, A gift set of pina coloda scented bath goodies with a nylon scrubbie. a large coffee table picture book with more ukiyo-e prints and photos of geisha and maiko. A gift certifigate to get a shampoo cut and style at my favorite hair salon.
From neices and nephew, 7 pairs of pretty earrings and an assortment of nailpolish
From my dad and other inlaws I got various gift cards, including wal-mart and subway.. classy!
From god, PMS, cramps, bleeding, and a lovely wasp sting. Because I don't believe in him.
I also got dinner at my favorite, non-olive garden, Italian resturaunt, and cake and fireworks at my inlaw's house after.
All in all it was a good weekend, except for stupid bitchface and that imaginary guy.
Love and kisses!
Ericka.
Him: Why would god hate you?
Me: Probably because I don't believe in him.
Him: oh.... wait... What?
Well the baking soda vinegar and benadryl did the trick. My hand is sore but there isn't any swelling or itching so far. And I'm not alergic to stings so it should be fine.
And here's a list of my birthday loot!
From my brother and sister-in-law, Mike and Rhonda I got a gift set from bath and body works, Cherry Blossom scented shower gel, body scrub, body butter, body spray and perfume.
From Tom. An antique chinese ginger jar and a Japanese ceramic plate with a ukiyo-e scene of geishas and maikos painted on it.
From my mother and father inlaw, A gift set of pina coloda scented bath goodies with a nylon scrubbie. a large coffee table picture book with more ukiyo-e prints and photos of geisha and maiko. A gift certifigate to get a shampoo cut and style at my favorite hair salon.
From neices and nephew, 7 pairs of pretty earrings and an assortment of nailpolish
From my dad and other inlaws I got various gift cards, including wal-mart and subway.. classy!
From god, PMS, cramps, bleeding, and a lovely wasp sting. Because I don't believe in him.
I also got dinner at my favorite, non-olive garden, Italian resturaunt, and cake and fireworks at my inlaw's house after.
All in all it was a good weekend, except for stupid bitchface and that imaginary guy.
Love and kisses!
Ericka.
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