Ahhhhh....the joys of Spring

Ahh..the wonders of springtime. People falling in love, birds singing, bees flying around trying to have sex with the birds (at least that's how I understand the talk), and Josh, stuck at home behind a plastic bubble....at least I wish I was.

I absolutely despise the springtime. I sniffle more than a room full of women watching the Notebook. It's ridiculous. I'm not talking about the mild case of the sniffles or minor allergies, let me tell you how bad it is. I am allergic to so much that my Allergist (as if the fact that I had an Allergist didn't speak for itself) gave me an award last year, or said I deserved it, for being the most allergic person he's ever met. Now isn't that comforting. And above all that, I live in Dallas, the allergy capital of the world. Let me make a list for you:

Carrots
Every plant, tree, bush, or grass that grows in Texas
Dust
Pollen
Mold
The little dust mites in the air we breathe
Cantelope
Birds
Cats
Some dogs
Snow peas
Hay
Wool

You name it, I'm allergic to it. It's kinda hard to get a date when my eyes are all puffy and tearing up and I can't talk without sounding like I have a huge cold.

What are my favorite months you ask? Winter, when everything is dead and Summer when it is all already alive. Otherwise, forget it!

I'm sorry that I haven't written in a while, but this week has been crazy. I had issues to deal with