I have been running every day to get my body ready for my teeny tiny bikini in time for summer. I have been eating extremely "clean" and work out at least 5 days a week.

So, I got ready to head out for a run last night... put my running shoes on, strapped on my IPod and left the house about 7:45p.m. It was still REALLY warm out, kinda humid as well so I planned on staying out for only 45 minutes....

Half way through I took a break from running and began power walking. As I was walking, I saw a cat approach meow-ing and looking very friendly, so I stopped to pet it for a moment. (I am totally ridiculous when it comes to animals BTW. If I see a stray dog, I ALWAYS stop. I have picked up everything from Pit Bulls to Rottweilers, to Chihuahuas. I know, not very smart on my part, but hey, that's just me! I'm a bleeding heart...) I caught my breath, and continued to run...

There was about 10 minutes left of my run, and my left eye started to feel kinda funny. My eye lid felt hot and it started getting heavy... "Weird". There were a lot of bugs around, "maybe I got bit by a mosquito", I thought to myself. I ran home, went into the bathroom... and HOLY HELL! Helloooo big fat swollen eye!!!

As I'm trying to figure out what to do with my monstrous eye, my boyfriend calls and says he wants to stop by, say hi and give me a kiss real fast. He was on his way back from the store and wanted to see me before he went home to talk to his room mate. He's so sweet : ) (FYI: We live like 5 minutes from each other, which is awesome). I told him about me being a sweaty mess and having a ginormous eye... he laughed and told me to quit being silly, and said he would be there in 3 minutes. Ugh, great. He comes over, I have ice on my eye and he wants to take a look at it. I refuse, but he breaks me down. I remove the ice and...

 ***GASP!***

"BB! Your poor eye!... That's not good!" He says... "I mean, of course you don't look bad, you're beautiful, but your eye... it's.. err... uhh.... really swollen".

Haha! I liked watching him fumble fuck his way through that one. He was totally sweet about it, but I'm not stupid, I knew it looked like hell. lol He of course was all worried and tried to figure out what could have caused the swelling. I thought about it, and it has to be either a mosquito, which doesn't really make sense since I have been bitten by plenty of mosquitoes in my day without that reaction...... or the cat? I don't know, but when I woke up this morning.... I looked like Quasi-freakin-modo! Ha! Sad to say I'm not kidding either....

Oh well! Nothing that ibuprofen and a little make up won't fix I guess! ; )