365: Caught Red Handed

The poison oak case I have is one of the worst I've ever had. I think I got it from giving the little girl dogs a bath this weekend. The most interesting part is checking out where I must have touched myself after giving them a bath and before I showered myself. This picture is of three fingerprint-shaped rashes I have on my upper stomach. So weird.

365: Outbreak--Flu or Oaks?

I'm feeling like shit on a shoe. I can't tell if it's the outbreak of poison oak or if I'm coming down with a cold or flu. The past few times I've had an oak outbreak I've felt like doodoo for the first 24-36 hours while my skins and immune system kick into overdrive. I hope that's it but just in case I'm loading up on zinc and vitamin C. We'll see how I feel in the morning.

365: Snuggle Time

This week has been kicking our butts. Ange is still sick (on the mend, but still sick), we're both covered in poison oak (please note the back scratcher), and our online classes are kicking our butts. We decided around 9 that all we could muster up the energy to do was to cuddle in bed and watch Modern Family.

365: Love & Hate

I have poison oak AGAIN. For about the eleventy millionth time since moving here. I have it on both my arms and on my eyes. Lovely. I think it's from the dumb wood we use for our wood stove even though we've worn gloves and long sleeves every time we've carried it. It's just my lot in life. 

On the other hand in the background you can see my 1/3 of the bed (because SOMEONE uses the other 2/3) that I LOVE and can't wait to crawl into in .2 seconds!