…stop to count bug bites. Yeah, I know that’s not how the song goes. I like my version better. Because today kids? Today I’m hopped up on cold medicine and feeling no pain.

Rick’s had a cold for the past few days and in spite of taking Airborne, I spent last night’s subway ride using every Kleenex I had to try and evacuate my sinuses. When that shit showed signs of starting up again today, I took precautions and some Tylenol Cold (Non-Drowsy Formula!). Aside from the wave of nausea I had at the start of the work day for taking it on an empty stomach, I am fine. And will stay fine, because godDAMMIT, I am going to Rhinebeck tomorrow. Jordana and I will make a fine pair: me hopped up on cold meds, she jet lagged from the midweek business trip she had to take to London. Woohoo!

In the midst of all of this cold medicine induced insanity, I feel the need to update you on a little situation that’s been going on with me since August 15. On that day, I counted 6 bug bites on my feet, obviously gotten while out to lunch in my sandals. I continued the count each time I got a bite, and as of today, October 20, I am now up to 45 bites, with 6 on my body at this typing. That works out to almost one new bug bite every day and a half. I am apparently irresistable to the blood-sucking population, especially the ones that have managed to enter Rick’s place, where I picked up another 3 bites last night (My favorite is the one right on the edge of my left eye, because now I look deformed. Second runner up is the one on my carotid. Clearly, that bug takes his dinner seriously). I never thought I would say this, but I’m actually hoping for one night of freezing temperatures sometime soon to kill the little fuckers off. I never cheer on winter, but when it’s cold weather or being a walking smorgasbord to insects? I will take the cold weather.

Because I have the attention span of a fruit fly at this point (obviously “Non-Drowsy” means “medicine that will make you ADHD”), I’m going to stop writing. Because I’ve already thought I was finished with this post 6 times and moved on to do other things, only to realize a few minutes later that I still hadn’t published the post and I had no clue what I was doing instead of posting. This is awesome.

Knitting pictures on Monday for Aims (and to show off all my loot), and possibly even a picture of a blogger that Rick and I are meeting up with on Sunday. I’ll give you a hint…she lives in the same city as I do.

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