Yesterday evening, I headed outside for a visit with the neighbors while the little kids burned off the last of the day’s energy. I love having neighbors who read a lot. We can talk books, trade books and talk some more about books. Our backgrounds are all different and we’re all quite different, but we come together over books and we each bring a different perspective. It’s fun.
Last night was relatively warm (I wore a sweatshirt, but also was barefoot) and kind of buggy. Normally, bugs leave me alone. I’m lucky that way. Last night, however, we were all swatting no see ‘ums like crazy. Andy commented on the mosquitoes, but they generally stay away from me. (I did spray Andy with bug spray, though)
Well, as we were talking, a bug, a good-sized bug, flew right into my mouth and landed on the back of my throat. Gah! It was the most horrible feeling in the world. I started to half-cough/half-sneeze trying to get the bug to go one way or another. My neighbor was hysterical – it must have been funny to watch. She suggested I take a sip of my drink, but I knew it would come right out of my nose and, well, no thanks. After about 10 minutes, the bug was gone and all seemed well.
This morning I woke up with the strangest feeling in my throat it was itchy AND sore. It’s been driving me crazy all day. I think I got a mosquito bite in my throat last night! How totally gross is that? Well, let me tell you, it’s pretty damn gross.
That’s it. Just thought I’d share. If you’re going to be outside in warm weather talking and laughing, consider a mosquito hat. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.