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Last Wednesday night, Hubs and I were
spending quality time together in the living room together- he was on the couch, snoring away, while I was on the loveseat, watching SYTYCD and reading blogs. So You Think You Can Dance for those of you who haven’t discovered the wonder that is Pasha. *DROOL*.
All of a sudden, I felt this pain on the back of my leg. Like something was biting me and trying to bite its way into my skin and find a way to live inside my thigh.
I screamed, jumped up, tore my shorts off, and swiped furiously at the back of my leg. Hubs kept right on snoring. Once he reaches that deep level of sleep, there is no waking him.
I was dancing around the living room, without any of the grace of the dancers on the tv screen in front of me, hoping that this was not some sort of alien killer bug that was going to paralyze me with pain and then take over my brain.
Sound insane? I know, I know, but it hurt really badly and I couldn’t actually see what was going on back there.
Turns out it was a spider bite. I’d take a picture and show you the huge, swollen nasty thing that has been left behind on my leg….but, well, it is really gross. And, while it’s in an area that you would be able to see if I had on my bathing suit, I would definitely give you the evil eye if I saw you staring at that particular part of my body. So, just take my word for it, okay?
What does this have to do with my post title? Well, it made me think of another spider bite that I got back when Hubs and I first met.
That one was on the front of my leg, sort of down near my knee. That time, the whole area near the bite turned very hard and a weird blue-ish color.
That one didn’t hurt as much as this one did, but OMG, did it itch.
And I was told by my roommate/NC Mama that I was NOT to itch it.
But, I could see it and it taunted me- itch me, itch me, you know you’d feel better if you just itched me.
I actually managed to do pretty good with this, even though I really wanted to scratch it. Soooo badly. Though, mainly, this was only because someone would stop me. Either my NC Mama or her son(my baby bro), or even my students.
So, I thought: Oh, wait, I know: I won’t itch it, but I’ll take a shower….and that part of my leg must be really dirty…I better clean it really well to make sure that there isn’t some sort of leftover spider toxic venom that will turn me into Spiderwoman or something.
So, oh, wonderful scrubby puff….come to mama.
NC mama and baby bro were on the other side of the house, so I took my time with my shower and “cleaning” my spider bite.
I really got into it….and it felt sooooooo good. Good enough that I was, well, moaning
a bit like I was auditioning for an adult film. Totally involuntary reaction.
But, all of a sudden, the bathroom door opened, Hubs/then-guy-that-I-was-just-hanging-out-with-and-not-even-dating-but-who-would-just-drop-by-the-house-so-that-I-couldn’t-tell-him-I-was-busy-if-he-called-first poked his head in and said, “Wow, can I join in?”
I instantly blushed bright red and started screaming at him to get out, get out, get out!
Completely mortified. Because I realized what I must have sounded like.
Hubs still likes to bring up that story now, almost nine years later, like it’s funny or something. And I still blush.
But, when I got into the shower last weekend, with my wonderful little scrubby puff and cleaned my latest spider bite…..all Hubs did was yell in at me, “Stop scratching your spider bite!”
Oooooooh, Baby- that feels so good!
THANK YOU to Amber at The Mom Road for telling me last week that I could put rubbing alcohol on it to get some relief. OMG, THANK YOU.
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