Ah-CHOOOOOOO!

We're allergic to the desert.

Yep. This time of year, anyway.

We're heading north tomorrow in hopes of finding a spot with a considerably lower pollen count. Prescott looks like it will fill the bill. Our fingers are definitely crossed.

We love the desert. No doubt about it. But, the truth is this last week has been a bit tough. With off-the-charts pollen counts, Paul has found himself with a watery and itchy eye thing that's just not fun at all. And, when he's not scratching at his eyes, he's sneezing.

It's not pretty.

We've both been dosing up on our allergy meds. And, as a result, I've been doing pretty well. Until tonight. I've very recently turned into a nose rubbing fiend.

Once again, it's not pretty.

We've been living pretty much like Mr. and Mrs. Bubble Boy this week. We'll go out and about for a bit, but quickly retreat inside to the cozy comfort of our air conditioned moose. But, the thing about this friendly park is, when we head out for a quick outing we are destined to run into a friendly neighbor who wants to talk. We love that, of course. But, after awhile, the pollen takes over. We start sneezing. Paul starts itching his itchy eyes. And, I start with the nose thing.

Like I said. It's not pretty.

As happy as we are to be heading for higher altitudes tomorrow, we are banking on the fact that we'll both fare much better in the desert during the winter. We'd like to return here for a bit next winter. Provided, of course, our allergies allow.

Doctors appointments are on the agenda for our return to the Bay Area in a few weeks. On our list of items to discuss is definitely heavy duty allergy drugs. We need 'em!

Ah-CHOOOOO!