Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
A Romance That Allergies Could Not Foil
When I met Che like one hundred years ago, everything was brand new. We were just getting to know each other. One of my first discoveries? Che is quite the cook. And very romantic.
One night he made me a three-course meal! When it came to dessert, he wanted to dial up the romance. Before I could see what was on the menu, he told me to close my eyes as he fed me my first bite. The next thing I knew, I was spitting out fruit, half choking while saying "I'm allergic!" That was his first discovery.
A horrified Che watched as I ran out of the room. I spent the next twenty minutes with my face under the faucet - after ransacking his bathroom - to stop the transformation of my face into a hive-ridden mess. It was awesome.
But allergies could not foil this romance.
Fast forward to almost one hundred years later, Che and I are still together despite the fact that I could at any moment look like Will Smith in “Hitch” (movie reference: due to allergies, his character’s face swells up hunch-back of notre dame style).
Che is accustomed to my allergies at this rate. Why? Well, not only am I allergic to fruit, but I am also allergic to dust, cats, and the biggest culprit of all: seasonal allergies. I’m basically allergic to the air I breathe. Quite a catch, huh? My novio still seems to think so.
With spring in full swing for most of the country, the warm weather has begun to trigger seasonal allergies, which can affect not only the way we feel, but also how we look. I know this first hand.
Clearly, ALLERGY FACE is something I’m familiar with on many levels. So, if there’s something in the air, or at the end of a fork, that triggers the hives, the non-stop sneezing, the itchy watery eyes, the I-want-to-dunk-my-face-in-water feeling, and whatever other sexy symptom that decides to show up, I am armed with tools.
What are my ALLERGY FACE combating must-haves?
When I met Che like one hundred years ago, everything was brand new. We were just getting to know each other. One of my first discoveries? Che is quite the cook. And very romantic.
One night he made me a three-course meal! When it came to dessert, he wanted to dial up the romance. Before I could see what was on the menu, he told me to close my eyes as he fed me my first bite. The next thing I knew, I was spitting out fruit, half choking while saying "I'm allergic!" That was his first discovery.
A horrified Che watched as I ran out of the room. I spent the next twenty minutes with my face under the faucet - after ransacking his bathroom - to stop the transformation of my face into a hive-ridden mess. It was awesome.
But allergies could not foil this romance.
Fast forward to almost one hundred years later, Che and I are still together despite the fact that I could at any moment look like Will Smith in “Hitch” (movie reference: due to allergies, his character’s face swells up hunch-back of notre dame style).
Che is accustomed to my allergies at this rate. Why? Well, not only am I allergic to fruit, but I am also allergic to dust, cats, and the biggest culprit of all: seasonal allergies. I’m basically allergic to the air I breathe. Quite a catch, huh? My novio still seems to think so.
With spring in full swing for most of the country, the warm weather has begun to trigger seasonal allergies, which can affect not only the way we feel, but also how we look. I know this first hand.
Clearly, ALLERGY FACE is something I’m familiar with on many levels. So, if there’s something in the air, or at the end of a fork, that triggers the hives, the non-stop sneezing, the itchy watery eyes, the I-want-to-dunk-my-face-in-water feeling, and whatever other sexy symptom that decides to show up, I am armed with tools.
What are my ALLERGY FACE combating must-haves?
Monday, May 20, 2013
LushLunes: Make Some Time to Stop, Look, and Listen
Rush, rush, rush. Make that call, make that meeting, make the next train, press repeat.
When do we sleep?
When do we relax?
When do we stop?
When do we take a look around at the world around us?
I've been on the go, go, go for the past couple of weeks with my iphone attached to my hip.
I've always had a lot on my plate but when my family and partner take notice, then I know I'm on over drive. Especially when I have that dream again, where I don't get to enjoy my vacation. Horrible dream.
Which means it's time once again for "il dolce far niente." That's why I started LushLunes in the first place.
We've had quite the evolution since that first post, but the premise is the same: make some ME time. Me time can be as simple as taking in the world around you and being in a quiet place.
When do we relax?
When do we stop?
When do we take a look around at the world around us?
I've been on the go, go, go for the past couple of weeks with my iphone attached to my hip.
I've always had a lot on my plate but when my family and partner take notice, then I know I'm on over drive. Especially when I have that dream again, where I don't get to enjoy my vacation. Horrible dream.
Which means it's time once again for "il dolce far niente." That's why I started LushLunes in the first place.
We've had quite the evolution since that first post, but the premise is the same: make some ME time. Me time can be as simple as taking in the world around you and being in a quiet place.
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