Guess I won't be planting any bulbs this fall...

...or, "How I Almost Died in WalMart Today!"

That was the other title over which I was vacillating.

Here's what happened...I was looking at bulbs in WalMart this morning, and all of the sudden, my neck started to itch. I rubbed it, and continued to look at the bulbs. Then my neck started to feel prickly, so I rubbed it some more. Then I started wheezing. My thought at that point was, "hmm--this is the sensation I get when I eat too many dried apricots. AHHH! this is the sensation I get when I eat too many dried apricots! I'm having anaphylactic shock!"

At this point, I could hardly breathe, because my throat was closing up. I went to the health and beauty aid section and found a mirror. I literally watched my neck turn from red to PURPLE! I zipped up my fleece so no one could see my neck, quickly paid for the items in my cart, and ran to wash my hands and neck. I don't know if it was from touching the daffodil, hyacinth or tulip bulbs. It took about 10 minutes of being outside in the fresh air before I started to breathe well again. I know...could this get any more dramatic? Probably not. And why did I stop to pay for my items? I have no idea. People do strange things when they're dying.

So I'm not going to plant bulbs this fall.