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Those darned allergies #MFRWauthor

This is going to be one short post. I don’t suffer from allergies. At one time I indicated an allergy to mold, cats, and dogs, but that’s been 50 years ago. I Allergiestook shots for it. Once hubby and I started driving truck and roaming all over the U.S., I lost my allergies. Hubby, on the other hand, is allergic to the world of the American South-Southeast.

When we moved home to Virginia after living in San Francisco, he was horribly sick for weeks. He lost his voice, his eyes leaked, his nose ran, and his throat was raw. Even after all of that cleared up, he was miserable. Now mind you, we lived right in the civic center area of San Francisco, on a major thoroughfare with heavy traffic and buses, etc. Soot and cinders found there way into any open window. There, he was fine. But put himVirginia spring anywhere near Virginia pollen, plants and trees, and he about dies. This is the reason we retired in the Northwest and not in the home of my heart, the Southeast.

So how does hubby deal with his allergies? Well, he takes OTC medications once a day and for his nose and sinuses he uses one of those saltwater pot thingys. When the pollen hits here or grass is being cut, he stays inside as much as possible. And he gives in to my pampering. Well, as much pampering as I do. Other than that (or taking allergy shots) is there any other way to deal with the seasonal Mother Nature?

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Dee
Only a Good Man Will Do: Seriously ambitious man seeks woman to encourage his goals, support his (hopeful) position as Headmaster of Westover Academy, and be purer than Caesar’s wife. Good luck with that!

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Allergies—What, Me Worry?? #MFRWauthor

In the words of the immortal Alfred E. Neuman, “What? Me Worry?” That’s my feeling when it comes to allergies, mainly because to my knowledge, I don’t have any (except perhaps, to housework). I’d like to think I’m allergic to trouble, but my life is one giant example after another of why that isn’t the case. Damn! I would have had so many fewer mornings standing in the corner growing up if it had been true, but no such luck.

Hubby says he has an allergy to black pepper. And honestly, you wouldn’t want to be around him if his food is topped with pepper. When we first married I didn’t believe anyone could be allergic to pepper. I mean really, how did one eat biscuits and gravy without a liberal dose of pepper? But after many attempts to sneak pepper into food (including white pepper added to milk gravy), I finally had to admit that yup, there is such a thing as a pepper allergy.

I do feel for those who do have allergies, especially when they are life threatening. We had a friend years ago who was allergic to shellfish and we lived about 40 minutes from a medical facility. And I know kids who suffer from peanut allergies who need immediate attention if they so much as inhale a whiff of peanuts. So I don’t mean to make light of allergies. I do know that they’re serious. And I’m grateful that I don’t have to worry about them.

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Dee
Only a Good Man Will Do: Seriously ambitious man seeks woman to encourage his goals, support his (hopeful) position as Headmaster of Westover Academy, and be purer than Caesar’s wife. Good luck with that!

Naval Maneuvers: When a woman requires an earth-shattering crush of pleasure to carry her away, she can’t do better than to call on the US Navy. Sorry, Marines!