Just in Time for Halloween

Each month, I host a recipe exchange. Each month has a theme to which we all prepare our given recipe. This month's theme was an easy pick. If you are interest in the recipes. . .check out the blog at Something Tasty. During the night, people were complaining about the excessive mosquitoes terrorizing our neighborhood. One lady confessed that she loved mosquito bites in comparison to spider bites. Shocked, I blurted out "I have never been bitten by a spider. That must be awful."

Fast forward to this morning. I am out trimming our unruly bushes in my week attempts at being a yard keeper. I had thought to pull out the gardening gloves, but didn't bother since I was planning on keeping a distance with my pruning shears. Lured in by the easy pull out weeds, I stooped to detangle our decorative grass. I swatted away some unseen pest that stung my wrist. I was irked by the apparent return of the mosquitoes. As the wound began to fester and swell and burn and cause a sort of tingling sensation, I realized that no mosquito bit me.

I finished my misshaping project and went to google my injury. Not promising. Every site listed my symptoms as worrisome to say the least. Too bad I hate going to the doctor just to feel like I am some strange hypochondriac, but at the same time, I love having two opposable thumbs. The scary reality is I have killed a few black widows and brown angry looking spiders and we live in scorpion territory. All my in house Doctor (aka Fernando) suggests is to monitor its "progress".