Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Pray for me

Today, as Hubby was leaving for work after coming home for lunch, he called to remind me that we have some overgrown vines in the front yard.

Oh, dear.

As you may recall, I got a wicked case of poison ivy a few weeks back. I'm still a tad itchy, even. I've been avoiding the yard like poison BECAUSE IT IS FULL OF POISON.

But he is right. The yard needs help.

And so, I am wearing long pants and long socks and a long-sleeved shirt and gloves, in the heat, hoping to protect myself. I'm only going to stay out there for one hour, to minimize the potential for exposure, because I have proven to myself that I could not identify poison ivy to save my skin. And then I am going to shower with dish soap, because I read that works.

After that I think maybe a sage smudge, and a couple times through the rosary, and I'll donate cash to Benny Hinn, and anything else y'all suggest. Because I hate poison ivy, but I don't need the yard looking like we are bucking for Rednecks of the Week, either.

3 comments:

Penelope said...

Oh boy GOOD LUCK!! It's a csary world out there - take care ;o)

Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

That's why The-guy does all the gardening around here. I'm KIDDING! The-guy does all the gardening because ummmm...well, that's why I lived in an apartment before I met him, fer cryin' out loud!!!!!!!!!! In any case, good luck out there!!! How about recruiting a couple of those fine boys of yours to aid in your cause?

ALF said...

Good luck!