Stupid things that Only Happen To Me

I have a hefty record of bizarrely stupid things that have happened to me. Nothing terribly tragic, or scarring. Just incidents that some of my friends would describe as Typical Hannah Things.

This evening was a classic example.

While getting ready for this evening's soiree, I noticed that I had gloriously hideous bags and dark circles under my eyes (a tell-tale sign when I've been unwell). So I pulled out all manner of masks, cleansers, moisturizers and eye gels. But I recalled reading something about teabags being quite beneficial for unhappy eyes. Wanting to not appear unhealthy to Chris' coworkers, I quickly made a hurried cup of chamomile tea (recommended according to various online sites) with two teabags. Drained them, let them cool and, as I reclined in the bath with hair wrapped in towel, proceeded to place these calming beauty agents over my eyes.

The tea trickled down my cheeks. After a while, it began to itch. Then my eyes felt scratchy. "Rather unusual," I thought to myself. "Perhaps these should only be used for a few minutes." Removed the teabags, got out of the bath, and began getting ready.

But my eyes... My eyes! They were no longer puffy -- they were violently red. Allergic-ly red. Unattractively and very conspicuously red.

I went online and looked up "chamomile allergy" and found this:

"Caution: Persons with allergies to plants of the asteraceae family (ragweed, asters and chrysanthemums) should avoid use of chamomile."

Naturally, I have a severe allergy to ragweed. Marvelous.
And very sexy.