I'm still prickly and itchy and blotchy and dried out and swollen. All on my face and neck, and I have been dosed with antihistamines something fierce....hopefully to some avail. I am not actually scaring people, but OMG I look like someone smeared a think layer of lumpy oatmeal under the first layer of skin on my face, and it has made me the skin go all red and stiff.
Nice legs, shame about her face!
The girls are upstairs on the terrace tonight as I, punchy with anti-histamines, type. They have two friends over from down the street; you see, youngest got herself a tent with some of her Christmas money from her Grandparents, and they are having a sleep-over in it...more like a giggle-over, but that is how it should be.
I've been up five times now to tell them to settle down....it is getting quieter now at 11:55 pm.....
I am impressed, the first time I slept out in a tent was in the backyard with my sister and the girl from across the street, who I am STILL friends with. We went back in by 10pm (after eating an entire container of grocery store icing), then again, I was in a backyard in TO with raccoons and skunks and foxes trolling around...then again, we may have been hallucinating from the icing induced sugar high.....this time, the kids are on the terrace with nothing more than the dog going by, and all they got was some popcorn and warm milk with sugar in it (very Catalan...they thought that honey in warm milk would be fastic - disgusting)....still, pretty brave of them I think.
The Catalans call a sleep-over a festa de Pijama...yup, a pyjama festival!!!
If I hadn't been so dopey, I would have taken a photo of the tent on the terrace, maybe I'll manage in the morning....I'd scare them witless if I went up now and set off the flash.