Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Do You Think I'm Sexy?
It's getting to be that time of year again.
Allergy season. Little spores of beastly pollenic particles blasting off into the stratosphere to cause misery to millions.
Up here in the mountains, Pine pollen is especially heinous (Dude). It carpets every outside surface like a layer of fine yellow dust, just waiting for you to carry it into your home on your clothes, your shoes, your pets, etc.
Luckily for us, none of us are allergic to pine. The pollen is just a major car and home cleaning annoyance.
But little guy and I are both allergic to weeds. And it's rolling around to that time again.
We've got every over-the-counter medication on hand, and a few prescription ones too.
For me, when I take allergy meds, it's like a "Day of The Dead" marathon. I'm a living, breathing, walking zombie. Antihistamines totally knock me out.
So I'm always on the lookout for new or different alternatives.
When I read on Ananova about a Japanese study that said "snogging" could help alleviate hay fever, I was more than excited. What could be greater than getting a cuddle from my man to make me feel better!
Ooops! I guess I'm not very fluent in Brit slang. I thought snogging was like spooning. It actually entails some making out and possibly heavy petting.
This study says that "30 minutes of passionate, intense kissing can relax the sufferer and reduce the amount of histamine produced."
Cuddling has no effect. Damn it.
When I'm in allergy-mode, my forehead feels like it's five feet wide. My cheeks feel like they're full of concrete. My eyes are red and teary and my nose runs like a broken spigot.
Then there's the sneezing.
Yeah, Baby. Me and my drippy mush-face are in the mood for love! Not!
I mentioned the study to my normally helpful husband and he looked at me with something akin to horror on his face.
Then he let out a little whimper.
"Please don't make me!"
Men. What a buncha wussies.