Oh, I'm so sorry about the poison ivy! I had a terrible case of it when I was fifteen and had to have steroids too. I'm not sure this is medically sound, but my mother always wondered if that was why I suddenly quit growing. I was so unfavorably impressed by the entire experience that I haven't ever gotten another case, though it's meant staying well away from some beautiful areas. (Poison ivy doesn't generally grow in people's yards around here, though if the climate changes it could start.)

I hope the steroids take care of yours quickly. And the food truck day sounds so lovely.

P.