Crochet Craze and Sick Days

Apparently the only time I have time to post a new blog is a sick day. I won't bore you with my sinus-ed up head. Even though I'm not contagious do you want a student hairdresser sniffling the entirety of your haircut, perm, or roller set? I didn't think so. Especially since I'm super novice and take at least 2 hours to do a haircut. It's kinda ridiculous how long it takes, but I'll get faster.

This past Saturday we went to the Denver Zoo. It was more exhausting than fun, and pictures will follow on facebook. I was a little disappointed I guess I shouldn't have expected the same quality/size/variety of animals as the Houston Zoo. Houston is the fourth largest city in the nation (I knew that, but I googled to double check). In one picture my belly is all poking out. It's pretty cute. I like having a belly, and this is the largest I've ever been in my whole life. I know though that someone, somewhere is spitting out water (a thought that looks funny) at the fact that 115 is the largest I've been. I'll only get bigger. 115 was the largest number in High School, but I was really muscular. Right now I'm 106-ish and growing...and it's all concentrated at the womb. So biggest, but not heaviest.

The Zoo wore out Travis too because Sunday he was running a fever and coughing. Now I'm severely congested, and Monday was even worse. What a holiday. I only got like 6 hours of sleep, so naturally I'm exhausted. I hate waking up and not having a working nose. Done complaining.

We hung out with Ju-Ju-Ka-Choo, I'm glad she's willing to hang out with her boring older sister-in-law. Whatever I'm hip with the kids, yo. I'm sure she'd hang out even if I were a few years older and had kids running around. There wouldn't be room, but she'd come. We always have grand plans when she comes over, and end up not doing grand plans cracking jokes and watching movies (at the same time) instead. Darkness Falls is so not scary it's hilarious. Evil tooth fairy? Come on.

Then later that Monday we enjoyed Bar-B-Q at Travis' parents. I crocheted because my head hurt, and I started this poncho...and gosh darnit I was gonna finish it! It's pretty cute and done now. I used bits and pieces of different patterns to accomplish what I wanted. I haven't had a poncho since...ever. The wonderful thing about crochet, you can guess and still make something lovely. Only a pro will notice if you messed up a pattern, and a pro isn't rude enough to get in your face about it and point it out. If they are, avoid hanging out with that person.

Gonna accomplish setting up roast and probably make it to school after lunch, after all. Some sick days, you just need a few relaxing hours to feel better.

-Heather Rand