Our three day weekend was spent at home catching up on yard work while the dogs watched.
Since Carl is unable to do the trimming around the fence and trees, this meant that I had to do it. As a result of all the trimming, yesterday I woke up with a bad poison ivy rash. I wasn't all that surprised, because I saw it as I was cutting down the weeds, and I just hoped that changing my clothes, washing afterwards with soapy water, etc., that I'd be okay.
The last couple of years I've gotten to be pretty good at identifying poison ivy. Even when it's at a distance and mixed in with other plants, I've gotten a little fanatical about avoiding the dreaded "leaves of three" because as some of you will recall, I’m so allergic to it that I can get poison ivy almost from looking at it too closely.
But I've got a rash on my hands and face. One eye is so puffy my eyelid is drooping and I bear a slight resemblance to Quasimodo. I really, really, hate poison ivy! Yes there are some people like Carl who are not allergic to poison ivy at all and instead have seasonal allergies to pollen. He'll go through periods where he's all stuffed up and red-eyed. None of that affects me at all, and I just go about my life. Carl says that allergies are worse. I have to disagree with him because right now I'm really feeling pretty darn itchy and his allergies aren't bothering him at all and from the looks of the photo below, nothing is bothering Sheba either!