Arrgh, stupid dishwasher detergent! I forgot that I can't just pick up boxes of things that I might be allergic to and read the ingredients to see if they are safe. If I am unlucky and pickup the wrong box of detergent, like the Ecover brand that is made with corn starch, I just might get some on me or inhale it and ruin our late night run to the grocery store by doing my St. Vitus dance of itchinesses.
I manged to hold it together long enough to help my A. get his steaks and wine for the sashlik marinade. Then we made a run for home where I had forgotten the Benadryl. I have been leaving the Beandryl out of my bag when I go to work because I have a bottle stored there, but then I forget to put it in when I come home. Clearly, this is not working. I think it is time to look for a new mini flask to carry it in --maybe it is time to start hinting that I want an engraved one for my birthday. I wonder if A. can get it engraved with the Benadryl label like he put on the last flask. I really liked the flask after he did that -- so smart and funny! Also it stopped the funny looks I would get when I would rip it out of my purse and start chugging Benadryl in public. Yes, I am tactful and charming like that, such savoir-faire.
