Last night our bedroom was invaded by an Evil Mosquito. She tortured us all night long, with her buzzing, blood-sucking, poison-injecting ways. At some point I looked over at husband, who had covered his entire face with the blanket, and I worried that he might suffocate to death, but my primary concern was still surviving the night myself. Eventually I got up and turned the living room light on in the hopes that she would go to the light like a lost soul, and I think it may have worked because I did get a few hours' sleep towards dawn. But when I woke up, my right eye was swollen shut. Seriously, why would she bother? I mean, how much blood can there even be in an eyelid? Got up, looked in the mirror, and a monster stared back at me. Not much I could do at that point except whine and complain, take some benadryl, and put on some fabulous sunglasses to hide behind. Thank goodness I have these:
Rag & Bone vespa sunglasses, in a beautiful subtle green, available at Twigs for 50% off the original price. (Again with the good shopping in Madison, what's up with that?).
Hideous bulbous eyelid concealed. Now I just have to go take a nap from all that Bendaryl.