Many people suffer from insect bites and Belize, but only special people receive the real, good stuff. Aloe vera straight from the tree. When you have your legs change from a leg to a Belizian leg-that means Aloe Vera 911 call.
After I use it in my room over and over, I realize that I still have a lot left and I don't need all of it.
Being caring Priscilla, I decide to walk over to my next door neighbor and deliver some Aloe vera. My next door neighbor happened to be the cute, Belgium, European guy. Of course, the leader of the pack opened up the door.
"Hi, I just stopped by with some fresh aloe vera for.."
I'm peaking my head in the door and I see the Belgium laying down underneath a massive, mosquito net. He looks disoriented and possibly drunk.
Unfortunately, I get no eye contact, no goodbye-nada!
"Well, um I just wanted to bring this for you guys. You rub it on your legs for the mosquito bites and it's very soothing."
I smile and look over trying to get some attention from the European who is passed out and looks unconscious.
Tom says, "Wow, thanks Priscilla that was so nice of you to share this with us" "Have a great trip back home and let's keep in touch."
I am peeking my head into the room and "Bam" the door is shut in my face.
Well, clearly he had a crush on me so he was pulling his "keep Priscilla away from European" moves. It was quite cold and immature, but that's life.
CE LA VIE
Luckily, I had the pleasure of getting the "Belizian legs." I was told this by the Belizian mothers I was working with at camp. This means your legs are dark and you have white scars from the insect bites. You're legs look a Black and white Dalmatian dog all mismatched and scarred up. It is not a pretty site and besides that the itching is the worst.
Mr. Mojito told me that the fresh Aloe Vera is the ultimate cure. He says that it will cure the scars, the itching, and everything will disappear. Clearly I know he is partially truthful and partially exaggerating. Regardless, I tell him to please go cut some off the tree.
(Seriously, how can one not love all these organic remedies? The medicinal plants are incredible!)
Mr. Mojito walks in with this beautiful, fresh piece of Aloe. I run up to him and immediately say, "Thank you, Thank you." I am just sitting and staring at it like a weirdo and people around who have the same bite problem look envious.
Mr. Mojito told me that the fresh Aloe Vera is the ultimate cure. He says that it will cure the scars, the itching, and everything will disappear. Clearly I know he is partially truthful and partially exaggerating. Regardless, I tell him to please go cut some off the tree.
(Seriously, how can one not love all these organic remedies? The medicinal plants are incredible!)
Mr. Mojito walks in with this beautiful, fresh piece of Aloe. I run up to him and immediately say, "Thank you, Thank you." I am just sitting and staring at it like a weirdo and people around who have the same bite problem look envious.
After I use it in my room over and over, I realize that I still have a lot left and I don't need all of it.
Being caring Priscilla, I decide to walk over to my next door neighbor and deliver some Aloe vera. My next door neighbor happened to be the cute, Belgium, European guy. Of course, the leader of the pack opened up the door.
"Hi, I just stopped by with some fresh aloe vera for.."
I'm peaking my head in the door and I see the Belgium laying down underneath a massive, mosquito net. He looks disoriented and possibly drunk.
Unfortunately, I get no eye contact, no goodbye-nada!
"Well, um I just wanted to bring this for you guys. You rub it on your legs for the mosquito bites and it's very soothing."
I smile and look over trying to get some attention from the European who is passed out and looks unconscious.
Tom says, "Wow, thanks Priscilla that was so nice of you to share this with us" "Have a great trip back home and let's keep in touch."
I am peeking my head into the room and "Bam" the door is shut in my face.
Well, clearly he had a crush on me so he was pulling his "keep Priscilla away from European" moves. It was quite cold and immature, but that's life.
CE LA VIE
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