fun with rashes!
So much I don’t divulge here about my sensitive and disorder-prone skin. Future husband, please don’t read this, because Imagonna talk about it now.
I have a minor rash on my knee that is itchy. All day I’ve been thinking “itchy knee” which reminded me of
“itchy knee sun she go” (which is the vague phonetic pronunciation of one to five in Japanese) which reminded me of
a Japanese talking alarm clock that someone brought me years ago (well before the Wonder of Japanese Technology wore off). You could press the button on top and it would say the time. Which reminded me of
my former wedding/event planner boss who adored that clock and eventually stole it from me which reminded me of
my colleague who worked for the same guy. She was a floral designer named Fern which reminded me of
my current hairdresser whose last name is Balding which reminded me of
tattoos — my current hairdresser works in a heavily rockabilly-skewed salon which reminded me of
allergies to tattoos, which I just learned about and which made me very grateful that I never got one (because I feel certain that I’d have a tattoo allergy) which reminded me of
this perfect rectangle of angry skin on my chest, which remains a week after I spontaneously stuck my name tag there before attending a mixer (this is where networking humor gets you) which reminds me of
what a delicate, delicate flower I am.
Mama, I so FEEL you. I am currently getting a rash from my laptop, which I get every time I use it. I can’t kneel on carpet without standing up with red hot welts on my knees and shins. Or how about the small circle rash I get every time I wear a pair of jeans (allergic to the nickel in the metal of the snap).
I also love and appreciate jumping on your train of thought journey. It tickles me!
Lots of soothing love for you, my dear…
That illustration is awesome; I especially enjoy the pull out of the knee and the way the stick figure Becky is pointing to said knee. The red radiating sun of pain is also very cool. Well, the illustration is cool. The actual rash is a betch and needs to be bitch slapped into oblivion.
Well at least the patch on your chest does not have an inverse “Becky” scrolled in the middle…..hope it all heals up nice. Get a little sun. (Oops, I miss spelled sun as “sin” initially……so maybe get a little sin too!)
Speaking of rashes – my husband has had small rash on his body in the same spot for 5 years. Do you think he’d actually go to the doctor and have it looked at? No way! Stupid man! Don’t do that yourself – take care of it.
Aha! Maybe THAT explains our connection. It’s so great to know that someone has the same circuitous thought path as myself! You never know where those segues will take you.
this reminds me of all those conversations where suddenly you are wondering how the heck you even got to be talking about such a thing. and I did develop an allergic all over body rash, that lasted for one whole year, from my memorial tattoo.
Aren’t you supposed to stick the name tag to the front of your shirt, not your skin? I have seriously itchy inner wrist right now, I think its from my hair elastic. We must be related (yes I want that weird scarf thing)
Sticking the tag to the skin above one’s cleavage is “networking humor.” Gads.