The Mucus Monster

I was reminded the other day that this did, in fact, start out as a craft blog, and while I have been sort of artsy, sh***y drawings are not the same things as crafts.  Well, I have not been idle in that respect, but I also haven't really been making anything post worthy.  Still, just to prove that my crafting skills are not dead, I thought I'd share a one or two things of note.

First of all - Battenberg cake!  Yum!

Not exactly the most professional work but I'm still learning, and more importantly, it was delicious.  I may be allergic to strawberries, but some things are worth it, and this was one of those things.

Speaking of allergies, it's April, and you know what that means!  The bees are buzzing, the flowers are in bloom, and everyone with hay fever is silently cursing Mother Nature for her cruel artistry.  Some of you who know me have seen me rocking this look more than once:

WHY SO SERIOUS 

Sneezing, coughing, red & itchy eyes, congestion headaches, you name it, I've probably had it.  I've been taking Zyrtec for years, but I have slowly built up some resistance, so I wear a face mask to help block out the pollen.  I joked that I should start a fashion statement and wear different patterns.  Out of boredom, I sewed this little number out of some old plaid fabric, and I must say, I quite like the way it turned out.

But despite my approval, I rarely wear it out.  Why?  Because this is America, not Asia, where this is a totally normal thing.  In my head, I pretend that I could look more like this when donning my mask:

Again, though, this is not Asia, and I do not live in a bishounen manga.  Instead, if my math proves correct, the following is more accurate:

Asian + Face mask = SARS, Avian Flu, Hamthrax,     insert recent pandemic here      ...

Long story short, I try to limit the amount of time that I am seen with my scarlet letter in public before my supposedly-12-hour-relief meds take their sweet time kicking in.  One of these days, though, I'll just say screw it, and then walk into the daylight with my head held high, because it's a lot better than the alternative:

Until the next.