Poisoned!

Ok, not really... more like poison-ivyed.  Our landlady asked me to cut down a number of trees by the pool this past week.  I was feeling rather manly after managing to chop down 5 trees (okay, some were only a couple inches thick in diameter, but that axe was dull!)... and everything seemed fine.  The next morning I was itchy like a mad man.  

Now, I've never had poison ivy before... and I actually thought I wasn't allergic.  Boy was I wrong.  And those blisters are still driving me crazy.  I'll be wearing total body cover next time I try to mimic Paul Bunyan.