Allergy season

I'm sure others are out there, but I don't know anyone else in Portland whose allergies *start* in August.  All Spring I breathe easy (unless I get a cold) while those around me snort, sneeze, and suffer.  I almost feel guilty.  But I know my time is coming.  And now, it has arrived.

Achoo. 

This year, at least, I am comforted by my daughter adorably exclaiming "bless you, Mama!" in response to my nasal explosions.