Jason says "read this blog!"
Just when I'm about to sign the DNR papers for this blog something comes along and inspires me to write another post. One of these days Jason Segel will come to his senses and beg me to befriend him. I just hope he isn't waiting to see the 365th reason. It may take years.



365 Reasons Why...An Explanation

Well, hello there (said in a very sexy voice). You're looking quite lovely today. Welcome to my blog. Feel free to take off your shoes and get comfortable, maybe leave a comment or two. This started out as kind of a funny thing to do after I blew a phone conversation with Jason, but I've found I really enjoy writing every day and researching new and interesting things about my future BFF. In January I met Jason at a comedy club and the few words we shared only reinforced my belief that he and I would get along famously. As a dear friend of mine recently said, "why wouldn't he want to be friends with you - you're awesome!" Perhaps the 365 reasons in this blog may just convince Jason of what I already know to be true: separately, our awesomeness is great; combined, it may be enough to take over the world. If you want to be one of my esteemed followers, simply click on the 'follow' button toward the bottom of the page. Come on, you know you want to.



Saturday, May 15, 2010

Reason 165

Allergies. As far as I know I am one of those rare creatures who doesn't suffer from a single allergy. You could stuff my mouth with peanuts and throw me in a pit of dog hair during a spring day that boasts the highest pollen count ever recorded and I would be just fine. Unfortunately, I am surrounded by kids on a daily basis who could die if they accidentally ingest a legume, strawberry, or even catfish (not that I'd ever serve that in my classroom). Every year I receive Epi-pen training just in case a student goes into anaphylactic shock and needs a vial of epinephrine jabbed into their upper thigh. Thankfully, I have never had to administer the pen, but some of my colleagues have and it sounds like a horrible experience. As my friend, Jason, you will never have to worry about offering me potentially deadly snacks or having to race me to the hospital on the back of your Vespa if I get stung by a bee. And if you happen to be one of the fifty million  Americans who suffers from allergies you can sleep soundly knowing that I carry Kleenex in my purse, am comfortable dabbing your inflamed hives with soothing lotion, and could save your life with a swift injection of adrenaline at the first sign of your throat closing up. Game on, allergies. Bring on my Pulp Fiction moment!

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