Note to self: Next time I decide to tiptoe through the tulips in a tank top with the goal to get a tan, knowing that my pasty, white Anglo-Saxon shoulders have not seen the sun in years…wear sunscreen! Zoinks! It hurts!
Musings on Mothering, Marriage, Mobile Homemaking and Mastering Money
Once you get through the agony of the first sun outing (with the intention of getting a tan)
the second time is not so painful. At the beginning of May, I too was pasty white. Now,
mid june, I am a lovely shade of brown-ish and with any luck, I will keep this color until
October:) That might be asking a bit much.