Chateau Tsaiko & Miome is surviving Sandy pretty well. The cats have loved the fact that I'm home from work due to illness and a lack of public transportation today. Looks like I can expect similar tomorrow. I am occasionally relishing in the ability to breathe through both nostrils, heavy emphasis on the occasionally.
Will update tomorrow, the power company willing.
Picture if you will a business woman - conservative dress suit in charcoal gray with a off-white camisole, sensible pumps, full make-up, hair in a neat bun - riding the train home with a bored look on her face. In her lap is a bag in bright pink with the outline of voluptuous lady in black. There are two strategically placed tassles on the lady's breasts and the phrase "SHAKE YOUR TASSLES" in bold, block letters.
I see the strangest things on the ride home sometimes.
Often when something happens in my life (a cold, train ride, visits to another country, etc.), I'm tempted to write down my impression of it to use later for stories.
This is not one of those times. I would not wish this on my worst enemy much less one of my characters. On the rare occasion I come across an author using this as a plot point, I'm going to think "Low blow, author. Low blow."
What event am I talking about?
Coming into contact with poison oak/ivy/sumac and not realizing it in time to wash it off.
I now have a line of raised blisters on my arm and a rash around them that itches worse than anything I have ever encountered. I have had to trim my fingernails back because when I wake up in the morning/middle of the night it's to discover myself scratching frantically at my arm in my sleep. I have every anti-itch remedy I can fine in this house, and it still doesn't completely stop the itch. The blisters are nasty looking and if they pop, they weep and crust over. It's disgusting, but more than anything, it's itchy.
I'm not even 100% sure what I came into contact with. The entire back slope is a mess of vines and weeds. I'm pretty sure it's not poison ivy: I can instantly recognize that. Poison sumac is more shrub like than most of what we have back there. My guess is poison oak, which would be hard to distinguish from all the oak saplings and trees.
And of course, I discovered that I didn't immediately break out so I could then go wash it off. Oh no. My skin started itching and blistering almost 10 hours after I came in contact when the urushiol had had time to be absorbed. Hence the nice blisters. From what I've read on-line, the rash can continue to erupt up to 7 days after it first appears. This started Thursday. ;_;
Then again, maybe I can use this. Only instead of poison ivy, maybe I can give my characters silver poisoning or something. Because I guarantee after this, I'm not even going to want to hear the word poison ivy/oak/sumac for a long, long time.