Mozzies Are Brutal

I've always been particularly prone to mosquito bites. While my mother always told me it was because I was the sweetest girl around (thanks, Mom), I always had an inkling the blood-sucking insects were merely just out to get me--that I was on some sort of mosquito black-list and hence every time I popped into their radar on some muggy evening, they all flocked to me.

It doesn't help that I'm allergic either. My bites swell to the greatest of their potential, so much so that I often wonder if they're competing against one another to see who can be the biggest, itchiest, and most painful bug bite of all. For me, the whole phenomenon = no fun.

Moreover, in the past, I've found that most itching remedies fail miserably. They fall very short of their labeled promises. All those anti-itch creams and gels, antihistamines, hydrocortisone--they're all TERRIBLE. Even calamine lotion doesn't really do the trick. Whoever made these products must have bug bites the size of the tiny freckle on my pinkie. I not only resent them, but I take insult to their empty promises as well.

Recently, however, I have stumbled upon a natural remedy. The other night, while dining with the Suttle family, Jane suggested I try green tea bags (heat them up/water them down in hot agua) and lavendar oil. God. Sent.

Works like a charm. Try it. My happiness and physical comfort has quadrupled.