Why is that? I can't really complain, but it has been like that all my life. Last weekend we were up in the mountains, and my daughter came home with about a dozen mosquito bites. I had none. She was wearing jeans, I was wearing shorts. She even had bites on her legs, so obviously they were so tempted by her blood that they somehow went through her jeans, while they left my bare legs alone. Okay, jokes about my not being sweet enough and whatever are very welcome, I truly enjoy the humor. But I really would like to understand why, so please make sure there are at least a few plausible answers amongst the jabs. I feel like I am either superior, or damaged goods.