My face is like the gunge tank from Get Your Own Back.
I've used so many tissues in the past few days, I feel like I'm personally waging war on the Amazon. Because I've blown my nose on at least half a rainforest's amount of trees, like a super phlegmy homage to Fern Gulley.
I'm not looking for sympathy (but thank you all for your sweet comments and suggestions about vitamin-C-packed goodies! I'm sure I read something saying lemon drizzle cake has healing properties...); I just wanted to let you all know why it's been quieter here in Hook, Line & Sink Her Land this week than I would've liked it to be. It's amazing how the whole "not being able to breathe" thing has worn me out!
This weekend is going to be a laid back affair of copious tea and crafting with friends (so, pretty much like ALL my weekends, really), and there's one thing I'll certainly be remembering to do (beyond packing sixteen boxes of tissues any time I leave the house), and that's:
This is my interpretation (read: total rip off) of this incredibly sweet print by Kerry Layton available at Papermash.
Yes, the camera is really wonky; but I think that adds to the homespun vibe. Plus it's not as if I can't redo it if the jaunty angles really start to bug me. The camera took a matter of minutes, but I wanted to make sure I kept in the lines for the "smile" text; so that took longer. Neat colouring in is HARD.
Hope you all have utterly brilliant weekends!