I am pleased to report that I did not miss any spots on my
shoulders or the backs of my arms when applying sunscreen today. (Or my face, my forearms, my feet, and my
legs below the knee -- all exposed today.)
For many of you, this would not be considered cause for
celebration. But for me, this is
amazing. The first day of sun exposure,
usually at a sporting event as it was today, ordinarily means that I miss some
area of skin with sunblock and end up with a Ring of Fire that make me look
like a complete moron: A stretch of forehead,
the back of a leg, the top of one foot, one side of the nose, or my
part-line/scalp.
I have managed to survive three hours in the sun (mostly
beating onto my back), and I do not … I repeat, I
Bring on summer.
I am so ready.
(PS - Yes, gentlemen
in the bleachers who inquired, it was I who smelled like pina coladas today. Just so you all know. It was eau de Banana Boat SPF #8.)
