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Wednesday, June 15, 2005
B-52's
Someone should really take a baseball bat to the side of my head when I get "ideas" that have been proven -- time and time again -- to be BAD ideas, and knock some sense into me! Anyone with an ounce of common sense knows that a fair-haired, fair-skinned, pale Irish lass, with a smattering of freckles over a porcelain complexion (who dreams of a completely porcelain complexion) should never, NEVER, EVER slip into a skimpy tanikini -- even when slathered with SPF 45 waterproof sunscreen, ducking under a small bimini cover every now and again, re-applying 45, and wrapping up in towels, isn't going to make any difference when the sun is bouncing off of the water -- and -- the white vinyl cushions of the boat for seven-plus hours!
Our Harley-riding, boat-owning friends, Charles & Barbara (along with their Schnauzer, Mick - named for Mick Jaeger), my s.o. and I were cruising the lake with most of the waterways to ourselves on a Tuesday afternoon (it became more congested as the day progressed). My s.o., Barbara and Charles all took turns skiing and tubing -- while I watched (actually, while I watched my ankle slowly, but surely, swell as the day went on) -- but, I wasn't about to be the cause for ending the fun-in-the-sun, so I made my way to the bow and stretched out to catch some rays on my back.
The thermometers we used, and the weather forecasters we listened to, all concurred -- the temps reached 97 degrees with clear skies! I have to admit, even at boat speeds, with water sprays, it was still HOT, HOT, HOT!
Fred Schneider, Kate Pierson, Keith Strickland and Cindy Wilson said it best, though, when they wrote and sang the song that best described me last night and today . . . I'm definitely a . . .
Rock Lobster!
Where's that aloe with lidocaine? NOW!
I could have managed a "healthy-glow" instead if I had been given the opportunity that my friend Missy just returned from . . . a week in Maui! I think I could have stretched the rays out over seven days instead of seven hours and not be such a blistered crisp-o-belle right now. And, speaking of that . . . I'm off to hear all about Missy's wonderful trip to Maui via phone while I slather on my aloe and lidocaine . . . oooooooooooooooh
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Susan Reno-Gilliland, known as "Miss Kitty," an Irish lass, a true Southern Belle; a writer, photographer, animal-lover, dreamer, stargazer, totally tangled (or is that entangled?) in relationships, slightly obsessive iNFp with stories to tell! . . . (fascinated by forensics, human behavior, pushing all the right buttons of men I find interesting, and seeking utterly-sweet revenge without any repercussions.) I am a Friday's Child. Friday's Child is loving & giving. View my complete profile Find out even more