There are moments where I wonder what on earth happened to my common sense.
Heat + long hair = a rash on the back of my neck.
I had only been working outside for half an hour when I felt the rash on my neck.
I went inside and asked Becca for an elastic for my hair and some sunscreen.
After my hair was pulled up Becca was on sunscreen duty.
The minute she sprayed sunscreen on the back of my neck I screamed and jumped up and down.
It hurt - a lot.
My mom stood by watching the entire scene and said, "Why would you put sunscreen on a rash?"
(At this point Becca was blowing on my neck to stop the sting - she's a good sister like that.)
Why would you put sunscreen on a rash?
A normal and sane person probably wouldn't.
More sleep would probably solve all problems.
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Would you like to see a picture that made it into my top five favorites?
Em's grandmas and I made the quilt for her.
You can't see it well, but the top is quilted with hearts.
She's in love with it and I'm in love with her.
That's a lot of love.
And look, Em's first drawing:
(There's a good chance I'm going to frame it - does that make me weird?)
I have to go back outside now... to the land of heat rashes.
I hope that for your sake you're reading this while your feet are dangling in a cool stream of water.