Bugs Love to Bite Me

When I was about 10 or so, we went on a family vacation to Assateague (or was it Chincoteague?). Regardless, it was Mosquito-teague. We got out of the car to walk to the beach area - just checkin' it all out, not to stay for very long or anything. Back then, we didn't know about DEET flavored bug spray. All we had was tiger balm to help relieve the itch after the feast. Anyway, by the time I got back in the car, my body was covered with bites. I think I counted over 70 of them. That's how bad it was. I was prompted to count how many mosquito bites I had! Never going back there again!!!

John will always be safe from mosquitoes and other biting bugs if I'm around. I can be at a party with lots of other people, sprayed down with OFF while others are spray-free, and I'm the blood buffet. So last night, I'm watching TV in bed and happen to look over my left shoulder to see a black thing on it. I say to John, "Is that a piece of lint or a bug?". Not knowing, he flicked it and it flew away. AAAAHHHHH! Whatever kind of bug it was, it had already bit my shoulder blade and clavicle. Thankfully, my loving husband doesn't mind smearing hydrocortisone cream on welted bug bites.

Of course, you know I was all skeezed out the rest of the night thinking there were bugs on me or crawling on my legs under the covers...

Note to loving husband: If you see a bug on me, smack it dead and explain later.