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Still covered in hives. This isn't cool, whatever-gave-me-hives. My original list of potential culprits has spiraled out of control to a broad "fuck, I have no idea." The internet tells me that if whatever originally caused it has been removed, they should have started to fade by now, which indicates that it indeed has not. So starting tomorrow I am going to go crazy restrictive on the diet to see if I can clear this shit up. I'm hoping like hell it is diet, because otherwise I have no idea what is doing this and at least diet is something I can control. In the meantime, I'm getting itchier and crankier. :/

Doug is putting us through a short scuba course today, as promised way back in December. We've been trying to find a weekend to do it in for months and months and finally just buckled down for this weekend. And, as luck would have it, it's actually raining today. And cold. In April. In Tucson. At least we'll have the pool all to ourselves. :)

Book club tomorrow which I'm not sure if I'm going to make it to, what with being covered in itches and starting a new diet regime. It's a potluck sort of deal and I don't know if I can handle making food for that and then actually going to it right now, considering I also have to make all sorts of sad, bland food for the week and several batches of cupcakes.

Oh, cupcakes! So Lora came over a few weekends ago and had me bake another batch up blackberry lime cupcakes, which she then took into work. Apparently they liked them enough to ask me if I would occasionally cater cupcakes for their monthly meetings. I was like, hells to the yes bitches, but now that I actually have an order for monday in - a dozen strawberry and a dozen chocolate - I'm all covered in nervous panicky. Or that might be hives (haha). Mostly because while I've got chocolate down pat, strawberry is... not so much. I even made a test batch on Thursday and they came out embarrassingly bad. :/ I have a better idea of their limitations and what I can do to make them good, but the terrible what-if game is still playing in my head.

Gah. I'm just not very good at doing creative or baking things for other people on command. I can do it on a whim, but I also start second-guessing myself and doubting when people ask for things. It's so weird. And makes sense, too, but I wish I could stop it.

Anyway, time to run off to Target to get a bathing suit that won't fall off, then to meet up with

the_verb and check out her crossfit box. It sounds so much more hardcore than ours, which would be a nice change considering our workouts have felt a trifle easy lately.