Pollen SUCKS!

Yes, you heard me! I HATE pollen! I HATE it! It ruins every Spring for this family. I am so sick of it!

Yesterday morning, The Dancer and I went to a few yard sales. By the time we got home, she couldn't even open her eyes. Then, we all decide to go run a few errands, and The Gals are both sneezing and itching and scratching. We get home, and, I swear to you, you could see the pollen just floating through the air. Wonderful Husband said he saw a squirrel jump from one branch to another, and a puff of pollen went up as it landed. My car was turning that hideous greenish-yellow color right in front of my eyes - which at this point had started watering and burning. The temperature was so nice last night, but could we sit out on the deck? No! We were supposed to go for a bike ride after church today. Can we do it? No! My entire front porch is covered in it. You can see our shoe prints. My black seat cushions look gray.

The Gals didn't even want to go to Target with me earlier because it burns and itches so much every time they step outside. And, yes, they are on medicine, but in the depths of it right now it doesn't help - it just seems to prevent infections. And, I have pollen contact rashes all over. There aren't enough showers I can take or lotion I can use to stop the itching.

Even poor Scarlett is walking around sneezing and throwing up greenish-yellow gunk. It is attacking all of us! I hate it! Go Green? GO AWAY!!