I have exactly 73 ant bites under my butt. Yes, i know i have 73 b/c i made Will count them. How did this happen u ask? How does somebody willing sit and let 73 ants bite her butt or maybe less and some had seconds? Simple…nugget fell asleep on our way down to the beach so we decided to pop a squat on a log and watch the sunset together in peace. I was yapping away with Will, drinking a beer, and every now and then asking him…are you itchy, doesnt it seem like there are more ants on my side than yours? I didnt want to get up and risk waking the sleeping beast since we rarely get to see the sunset just the two of us and it was so nice to just sit and watch the waves and sun setting. Finally, the itch turned into a full on leg burn and i nudged enough that it woke tater tot up. Immediately stood up and said ok im officially itchy, something def. went to town on me. 3 days later i am laying here in bed debating on soaking in an oatmeal bath…seriously. Every single one of these 73 bites is a true testament to my love and appreciation of quality time with my sweet, loving husband who was sitting directly next to me with his arm around me and has only 3 bites on his ankle.