Poison, p-p-p-poison, Poison

Do you see how many x365 entries I wrote today? That’s a lot of work, people. I’m continually having to take a trip through the wayback machine to find these names. They’re hiding in the darkest recesses of my brain, in filing cabinets covered in cobwebs. I feel good knowing that I am caught up though. Must stick it out.

So, yeah, guess what Ash has? Poison Ivy! And I don’t mean the lame Batman villainess. When we were hauling logs on Sunday and one of our kind neighbours came by to help, he mentioned that he was pretty sure the vine that had completely taken over the tree’s trunk was probably posion ivy. I freaked out just a little but not for my own safety. I didn’t want to go inside and pick Elliot up, transferring the spores to his skin too. I immediately washed with hot soapy water (which he said woul neutralize it) and lo and behold, I didn’t end up with a reaction to it anyway. (Although I later read that hot water can open your pores to it and perhaps make it worse.) But I find it highly amusing because I am otherwise allergic to every substance known to the flora world.

It’s odd that it took until late last night to show up. Ash said he was a little itchy – when I offered to run to CVS for calamine, he declined – but then this moring, as I was making my lunch, Ash came up behind me and in a very nice, yet pleading voice, asked me to run to the store (at that moment) because it was taking everything in his power not to scratch. It’s mostly his legs and upper arms. We lotioned him down this morning and I noticed that he already had some blisters. Ugh. What I didn’t know about posion ivy is that you can experience the itching anywhere form one week to three! I hope it goes away for Ash quicker than that.

Aside from dealing with that little issue, we’re on Elliot Walk Watch 2k8. This kid’s so close to his first steps, it’s ridiculous. He is really adept at pushing his walker around the house but as of the past couple days, he’s been letting go and turning away from it, totally free. Then last night, he tried picking up one foot to move it forward. He’s going to get it any day now. How exciting!

And on that upbeat note I leave you…

Days 124 – 134 – x365

Kevin D. – fellow co-worker

Introduced me to Watchmen and I could not put it down once I started. Thanks for all the comic talk and here’s looking towards your new baby, coming soon!

“Union Chris” – old friend

Met you in the student lounge and since we knew a lot of Chrises, you became Union Chris. Funny now how you’ve grown up and gotten a real job.

Millie – old lady on childhood street

Walked the streets with a large green rolling bag and lived in a tiny white house with blacked out windows. I always wondered if you had died in there.

Mr. Jim – childhood neighbour

I used to stop by your house on my way home from school and we ate milk and cookies while watching the afternoon news; me, you and your wife.

Herman – childhood neighbour

Older guy who always worked in the yard, meticulous at his gardening until one day, I didn’t see him and my parents told me he died. I didn’t understand.

JR Reagan – childhood/neighborhood friend

Blond spiky hair and a troublemaker, I followed you around – being one year older – and wanted to skate and ride bikes just like you and your friends.

Erin K – neighbourhood friend

Lived on the opposite side of the street but house had the same layout as mine, just flipped. I envied you having an older sister and a pool too.

Pinkie – friend’s grandmother

Nicest old lady; let us swim in her pool and made awesome cookies. Drove us to Awana and was a team leader. I remember your white cotton candy hair.

Myk Fontana-

You changed the spelling of your name to be different but you really weren’t: just another asshole in high school who wanted to be in a rock band. Asshole.

Jimmy Fontana

My first crush in the new high school. Your drove a Jimmy and your name was Jimmy. Somehow this made you even cuter to me. But your brother sucked.