When I was a kid my family lived in the country what is now know as Cleveland, Ohio.

My one brother and two sisters which are older than me, would always have to watch over me and take me with them.:whack: We had lots of open land and as well as wooded land.

Some of my memories are pretty funny thinking back.

I can remember my oldest sister Ann dressing me up in a dress, why I don't know.:hug: Taking

me out to the field and making a camp fire. :growl:I guess she was playing girl scouts with me.

The fire caught my dress and Ann threw dirt on me.:oops: The rest of my memory is being

scolded by my mother for getting my dress dirty. Ann got away with just a “don't play

with matches”.:blah_blah:

Ann was the one always to get poison ivy, some time during the summer if not more. I never once got it as a kid that I remember. But, Ann would seem to always having that

pink stuff all over her. Calamine lotion.:goodjob: Back then it only came in pink. Well, this

last week I've been itching on my forearm. I'm thinking it's sun poisoning. (cause I spend

so much time outside). I called Ann, we talked about what she thought it could be, for my memory is shot. If Ann could see it she would know.

So now I move on to go see my girlfriends, Mary. Mary is from Cleveland Ohio also. I am going over to see her for other reasons. She gets up from her chair whips around to the side of me and says “What is that” pointing at my forearm. Before I could get a word out.:juggle:

She says “I know what that is, Poison Ivy”. She continues “ Is it itchy?” and of course

it is. But, Carl says” That's why I'm itching, I have it too.” :silly:

Mary the good friend that she is brings out the cream she used on herself the last time

she got it. Then she takes Carl out to her yard and shows him what the leaf looks like.

Mary knows we have it in our yard, cause she has seen it their.

I am now covered in white cream. Every itch I get I put cream on. I don't want this

to spread. Now I have a itch on my face. That's is one of the last placed I want to have poison ivy. It's so gross. Looks like I have lepers skin (all bubbly).

Now I'll email my sister and let her know the update that it's poison ivy that I have. I'm also going to ask her if I ever had it as a child. She'll remember.

Now to top it all I am itching from ant bites. These red ants in Georgia are the nastiest ants. Their in my mail box. I'll soak the mail box and area around with ant killer :Explode:

Remembertolaugh, Jeanniebean