Thursday, December 29, 2011

Reindeer car kits: Because "My family" stickers aren't bad enough. Apparently.


 Seriously, why?

I am without a doubt convinced that the people who invented, produce and distribute these reindeer car kits are the collective devil. Responsible for bringing ridiculousness onto our roads.

WHY would you want your car to have reindeer features? I don't see the festiveness in sticking felt antlers to an automobile or smacking a red nose on the front of it. Sleigh bells would make sense... if you absolutely, positively have to deck out your car with seasonal sillies.

I stumbled across an article which was singing praises to said car kits:

"Tons of people stop, stare, and then break out in a smile or start pointing out my car to friends as I drive by with my sleek reindeer antlers and big red nose. The antlers slide onto your windows, which then shut securely. That means you don’t need to worry about antler-theft in a parking lot or losing an antler as you scoot down the highway at 65 miles an hour. You may need to pay attention if you roll down your window at a McDonald’s drivethrough though.

I ordered mine from *website here* and they’ve worked great. Lots of fun and highly recommended."
No.

No.

No.

A million times, no.

People may be stopping & staring, but their smile is most likely one of derision, not applause.

I don't mean to come across all Grinch-like. My intention is not to crush the  festive spirits of these poor, poor souls. But this idiocy must cease!

My dearest readers, please understand that it is December 30th 2011. WHY are these kits still flooding my roads with their lameness? Christmas was 5 days ago. So unless these drivers believe they are, in fact, reindeer innards - there is no logical reason why these kits should be invading my eyes.

As much as I dislike these evil kits, I am grateful that they are (meant to be) seasonal. Unlike "My family" stickers which exist in public view 365 days a year. These car ornaments are not only lame in the highest degree, but they are also lying white stick figures of deceit.

Example A) Commuter car park last week. A car pulls up next to mine with said stickers. The owners of this car appear to be a childless couple with a pet bird (Yes. Apparenly the bird was necessary). A savy business man with a briefcase & a smiley, girly girl with pigtails. LIES. The couple that emerged were as follows: A short little man with big glasses, heavily gel-slicked hair and brown pants with beige short sleeved collared shirt. No briefcase, but indeed a bumbag. The woman, large & in charge, wearing black on black and looking anything but cheery. I bet they don't even have a bird. They probably have seamonkeys.

Case & point. 'My family' stickers are liars. And believe it or not, I think you'll find that 99% of strangers* don't give a piss about your family dynamic, at all. I'll now allow a pause for shock and required acceptance of this fact.

(*Remaining 1% - Strangers who steal undies off clothes lines may be interested).


If you ask me (not that you would, but this is my blog & I do what I want) - cars are better left as they are. Not covered in lame crap you find in K-Mart.

Yours in undecorated automobiles,
Kat xx


Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Early train


So, the second or third time in the entirety of 2011 that I've managed to catch the 4:07pm express train from Central that gets me home prior to 6:30. Sigh. How depressing is that?

Loving this time of year in Sydney, a large chunk of the Mon - Fri population is taking Xmas holidays, so for those of us left who have only taken the public holidays, it's a lot less crowded, a lot quieter at work and we can all wear casual attire in the office. Including, but not limited to the mismatched nail polish/dress combo pictured above. Hells yeah, Barbie pink nails!

BUT most importantly, we all get to leave the office early for the next 3 days. Which means I'll get the crowded, heavily air conditioned express 3 days in a row. AMAZE.

Yours in Barbie pink,
Kat xx

Need something to read on your early train?

Sunburn fire ant hell itch

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Hot itchy foot tops - huh?

Sunburn fire ant hell itch


So, you stupidly forgot the sunscreen. Again. And now you're burnt, excellent.

As if getting about painfully looking like a crustacean wasn't bad enough, if you're like me, you also live in fear of SUNBURN FIRE ANT HELL ITCH.

This itch is unlike ANYTHING ELSE. It makes me want to rip my skin off using rusty razors, to put it lightly. At first I thought I was going crazy, I've been burnt before and never experienced anything like it til I was in my 20's. My mum just says I'm dramatizing for attention (thanks mum!) and no one I know has experienced it.

But thanks to the wonders of the online world, and the human race's desire to share personal information, I quickly discovered I wasn't alone, that others had or were experiencing the sheer torture of a deep, intense and all consuming itch which cannot be satisfied after being sunburnt.

For those out there who have never experienced this sensation, count your blessings. It is truly a horrific itch. Cooling the burn, moisturing it and all general sunburn remedies just seem to aggravate it even more. It's a deep itch, which hits in intense bursts and it literally feels like you have fire ants crawling under your skin & itching only seems to piss them off further. It sends the sufferer into a demonic state of helplessness as they struggle to cope with the itch which prevails through all numbing, cooling and moisturizing remedies.

I remember one instance in particular which was so bad I almost called an ambulance. This is how bad it can be. I was home alone and going out of mind, crying, rolling around on my bed screaming for relief. Constantly rubbing ice on my burns, applying aloe non stop, numbing agents, stone cold showers, anything to stop the burn. I started slapping the burn, because the painful sting was better than the itch. After 2 or so hours of this frantic and crazy behavior I started thinking, "this is NOT normal, something is seriously wrong. I've either lost my mind or I am having a severe allergic reaction to something". It got SO bad at one point I was contemplating scratching my skin with sharp items, because anything else had to be better than this hell itch. I called my partner and he said to hold out for another hour, if it was still as bad as it was now, that he would leave work and take me to the hospital. Dramatic I know, but I was inconsolable and NOTHING was working. I felt like the only relief would be to knock me out. With that in mind I started contemplating taking strong pain killers and drinking myself to sleep with tequila. I'd been googling all night trying to find a cure and was at my wits end. If there was a cure that required you to rip off your toenails with a a rusty chisel and then eat them, I would have done it in a heart beat. I was about to give up and call my partner back when I found a strange suggestion THAT WORKED.

I know it sounds weird, but a BOILING HOT SHOWER was the only thing that worked! At first I was terrified it would make it worse, especially since I'd spent hours trying to take the heat out of my skin which so many sunburn treatments are designed to do. But I was past desperate. HELLO? I was contemplating drugging myself and going to hospital.

I VERY hesitantly got in the shower and turned up the heat. The suggestion said to have the shower as hot as you can possibly stand. At first it hurt, but usually by the time sunburn starts to itch, the skin is already healed and hot water won't cause any further damage. I stood there, tears streaming down my face as I turned up the heat. Within moments, the itch stopped. I turned up the hot water as high as I could stand, and stayed in there for at least 15 minutes.

I very gently patted myself dry with a towel, doing everything I could to avoid further aggravation. THE ITCH HAD GONE. I quickly took 2 strong pain killers and went to bed straight away, hoping I'd fall asleep before the itch had a chance to return.

I woke the next morning with a worrying tingle that singled fire ant hell itch was returning. I ran to the bathroom and had another hot shower. Again, it worked. For hours. I had hot showers every 4 or so hours for about a day & by then, I'd begun to peel & the itch returned to 'normal' sunburn itch.

This bazaar remedy is the only thing that helped. Years later I stupidly got burnt again quite badly. Boiling hot shower again. Fire ant hell itch stopped in its tracks again.

Since this torturous night, I've been burnt maybe twice since over the last 3 years. So stupid! But I'm currently 2 days out from the latest bout of sunburn and the itch is currently at bay, thanks to boiling hot shower this morning. But it's definitely there, when I scratch it aggravates it and I run into the shower faster than speedy Gonzalez. But ANOTHER STRANGE REMEDY I discovered today is to blast the itchy skin with the hair dryer.

APPLYING HEAT IS THE KEY.

I hope this helps someone who finds themselves in the state I was in years ago. A boiling hot shower, as hot as you can stand for as long as you can stand. Gentle pat dry & if you can't keep running to the shower, apply heat some other way, hair dryer, mug full of fresh tea against your clothes over itchy skin, however you do it, I find heat is the key to relieving the dreaded fire ant hell itch brought on by sunburn.

Yours in poor UV protection,
Kat xx

UPDATE: 4 June 2015 - THE PLOT THICKENS! - Heat is the cure here, but now in the colder seasons - it is the CULPRIT to another weird itch! Reckon you can help me figure out what the heck it is or experienced something similar? Check out Hot Itchy Feet Tops - huh? 

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