So I was trimming the bushes outside my house last weekend. When I came in that night, my arms were all itchy. It was slightly annoying, but nothing huge. The itchyness went away in a few hours.
Looking outside my window this morning, I notice two stalks of a particular 3-leafed plant in the middle of one of my bushes. Yep -- poisin ivy. Where the heck did that come from?
Luckily, I have never gotten poisin ivy before -- even when I was a kid, if we were playing outside and all the other kids got poisin ivy, I wouldn't. It was pretty great, actually. :-)
But I know that it's a cumulative allergy -- so now that I'm a 30-something, I guess I now get a few hours of itchyness when I get exposed to poisin ivy. This is not going to make me go out and roll around in it, but it's good to know.
And I'll go squash that bastard ivy vine in my bushes (with gloves, of course).
Moral of the story: just because you're physically superior to everyone else, don't go flaunting it, because God will kick you in the ass.
Comments (1)
You ask “Where the heck did that come from?”
The most likely answer is an avian gastrointestinal transplant.
Posted by John | June 13, 2003 7:32 PM
Posted on June 13, 2003 19:32