Yesterday, I went to the beach with some of my favorite New Orleans friends. We had a great time and it was everything a beach day should be- napping, reading, playing in the ocean, and of course... getting burnt.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am red. Painfully, awkwardly, awfully sunburt. The kind of burnt where it hurts to walk and where you live for the moments that you slather aloe on yourself. In retrospect, 15 SPF wasn't quite strong enough.
It will be amusing to see my kids' reaction to my sunburn. Since most of my kids have minimal interactions with white people, sunburn is a new phenomenon for them. My favorite story was an interaction between one of my kids and a co-worker last year. This was right after I'd run the Mardi Gras Half Marathon, so I came to school with a burnt face.
Waynetrell: Ms. Holmes, what happened to Ms. Taylor's face?
Ms. Holmes: She was out in the sun, so she got red. It's called sunburn.
Waynetrell: Oh.... that happened to Spongebob once!
This cracks me up beyond belief... Waynetrell's only context for sunburn was an episode of Spongebob. That's right, Waynetrell. I am just like Spongebob.
Yes! Waynetrell! Pretty sure she was mean to me because I wouldn't read her a story. At least she didn't throw an industrial sized magnet at my head! Yay for half marathons! ( :
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