The allergy I forgot about

If I had a Med-alert bracelet my allergies would read: cats, walnuts, penicillin, nature, fragrances and stupid people. I’ve just remembered that I should probably add “dog snot” to the list – something I forgot about until an unfortunate situation occurred.

Yesterday, I played with Fats while peering at Townie Baby, then went to Emily’s to eat ice cream cake and play with Shu-Mai, my stay-in-bed lady companion. There was a lot of dog playing and zero hand washing. When I got home, while talking to my dad, I rubbed my eyes, knowing I shouldn’t do so without having washed my hands first. Then, they started to itch more, so I of course started to rub more. Then, they started to burn, along with the area around my eyes. The whole time I was thinking, “Why am I suddenly getting such intense allergies?!”

When I went to the bathroom to check out the situation and wash my hands it finally dawned on me that not only was I rubbing dirty hands in my eyes, but I was also rubbing dog snot all over. Remember this? Well, it wasn’t a one time occurrence, unfortunately. I must now drill it into my mind that if I’m playing with a dog, I must a) never allow it to touch my face with its nose and now b) make sure that if my hands touch its nose, mouth, whatever it is that causes burning, I must not touch any part of my face or neck unless I want this to happen again:

Bloodshot eyes

Hive eyes

Needless to say I frantically searched my room for my allergy eye drops and popped an allergy pill and frantically washed my face and hands to get rid of any remaining dog residue. The saddest part is when I went to show my dad and he told me I shouldn't play with dogs.

Craigslist is on to me

This weekend, for a few reasons, has been rough. I may or may not have just gotten “dressed” about an hour ago so I could sell something off Craigslist (made $75, yay!) and not look like a total sloth. Getting dressed basically involved changing out of flannel pajama pants and a thermal (it’s 74 degrees outside but you’d never know being inside my apartment) into a pair of lazy pants and the same shirt from yesterday (shut up, I plan on exercising in a bit and why dirty up a clean shirt?). Instead of brushing my hair I just pulled it back. I have had worse days but now Craigslist is calling me out when I’m posting stuff to verify that I’m a real person? Rude.

Yes I realize I’m “going shabbier” but now I’m starting to feel like, more than ever, the internets are on to me.

Breathing is exhausting, apparently

So it’s been 445 days since I last played the Wii Fit. This time around, it said I was underweight and let me choose a goal to increase my muscle mass in order to get a normal BMI. It makes me laugh because tonight I kinda binged on all the delightful things I bought at Trader Joe’s but apparently that weight won’t register until tomorrow.

Anyway, I played about 35 Wii Fit minutes of strength training, balance and aerobics before I decided to end with some yoga. The breathing exercise told me I was a yoga pro. The next one, half moon, also told me I was doing great. However, what the game didn’t realize was halfway through, the combination of just finishing aerobics and doing deep breathing got me very dizzy. Very very dizzy. I had to lie down on my bed to keep from passing out, all the while listening to the “instructor” telling me how great I was doing.

When I finally got done feeling like I was going to pass out entirely, I stood up, and then got all dizzy again. So back on the bed I went where I pressed a bunch of buttons until it told me I lost 95 lbs (I wasn’t standing on the board anymore), met my goal and should start another one. Crazy, and stupid. When the blackness faded, I turned that shit off.

I have to say I like the exercises mostly because they teach me the right way to stretch, and I like the little games they let me play so far. Now I’m determined to keep up my Wii Fit playing because a) I paid for it and have used it three times, maybe and b) I want to unlock more games.