The last time I had poison ivy I was around the age of 12.
At first it was just this teeny tiny little patch of itchyness and I shrugged it off thinking thinking a skeeter had gotten a hold of me.
When I woke up this next morning that poison laughed in my face.
I was literally covered in it.
I itched so bad I 1. Cried 2. Flailed around on the floor like a fish out of water 3. Took a brush to it.
Not even kidding a little bit.
IT WAS HORRIBLE.
Nothing my parents did helped it either.
I haven't gotten it since so I guess I should feel thankful for at least that.
Always gotta look at the positives.
Except right now all I want to do are those three things above.
I pray I can stay strong at least while I am at work.
My family already knows I am that crazy but these work peeps...
Shhhh they think I am normal!
It started out on my left arm.
Yesterday it spread to my boobages.
This morning I woke up and it is trickling it's way down my belly and onto my side.
So if you are having a bad day just pray to little bebe Jesus that you don't have this.
I am literally going to lose my shit at any given moment.
I am pretty positive that if I ever went to hell my hell would be me covered in this garbage for the rest of eternity.
Oh and the worst part is sweat activates it so until I can get it under control I can't workout.
It seems like an excuse but it's not.
Nobody knows more than I how much I want to sweat it out!
On a more positive note please check out what our sweet Lauren got our Daddy for his birthday yesterday...
That would be a beer koozie my friends.
I seriously was trying so hard not to pee my pants and laugh.
She was so proud of that thing and it was so sweet.
Can't wait to take a picture of him using it this weekend!!!!
HAPPY THURSDAY FRIENDS MAY YOUR DAY BE LESS ITCHY THAN MINE!