Never ever make a mosquito mad. You know what that stupid little critter will do?
Science lesson for the day: Daddy wouldn’t be happy unless I pointed out that it’s only the FEMALE mosquitos that bite. Ugh. This idiot creature decided that I tasted really good. The only thing I can guess is that it walked its way up my arm, biting me as it went. We were in the house. This was the ONLY mosquito, so it’s not like I was suddenly lunch for a swarm of them, though that’s been known to happen. I’ve always been fairly allergic to mosquitos (and also quite appealing to them for some reason), which isn’t fun, but this time, I also had some serious red blotches quickly cover my arm. Due to the fact that I’m pasty white, the light reflected off my skin when David took this picture, so you can’t really see just how bad the blotchiness was. [I had to darken the photo just to be able to see something other than a bright white glow-stick in the middle of our living room!]
David’s reaction when he realized how my skin was reacting: “Can you breathe? [I loudly breathed in and out.] Are you sure you can breathe?? [Repeat.] I’m getting you a Benadryl just in case.”
To be honest, I’m glad he got me the Benadryl because even Lanacane wasn’t having an affect on these stupid bites. Want to know the best portion of this story?
I killed her. Dead. With a mighty vengeance. I’m surprised I didn’t bruise my arm.
David had been chasing this creature through the house for over two days, and I think he cheered when I got her! :-) Since we took this picture only five minutes after the mosquito bit me, the welts actually got quite a bit bigger, but the Benadryl helped to counteract the effects by the time we went to bed. The worst part of the story? She was only biting me for fun. Nothing came out of her when I smacked her. That’s not very nice…