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March 04, 2007

Out of the Oven

On fire! That's what I am. After looking at some old pictures the other day and missing my tan, I chose to go to the human oven yesterday. And I'm a little over cooked.

So sleeping was a bit difficult last night, as could be expected. I am crispy in areas that I've never been crispy before.

Finding something semi-comfortable to wear to Publix to pick up some aloe was a bit difficult. I put on some loose green cargo pants and a black tanktop with some flip flops. I couldn't put on tennis shoes, a bra, or anything else constricting.

I got a couple of crazy looks. It could be because of my getup, my bright red arms or the fact that it was 45 degrees outside and I looked like I was going to the beach. To be honest, the 45 degree breeze felt great on my skin though!

As I returned home, there was someone outside, checking out the house next door as it is for sale. I walked outside the garage, smiled and said hi. I then realized that maybe I should get my ass inside if they want to sell that house as I looked like some crazy white trash out in the cold.

I had to laugh to myself. I'm not sure I helped that sale.

Now excuse me, I have to go take a bath in aloe gel now!

Posted by Sissy at March 4, 2007 03:21 PM | TrackBack

How many times do I have to tell you - do not tan at a tanning bed!!! You will regret this once you are in your 30's and your dermatologist is burning things off of you :|

Posted by: Napster at March 5, 2007 06:41 PM

Listen to your friend! The largest organ on your body will not let you forget the care or lack of given :-) However, your dermatologist will thank you for his/her new Lexus. ~Beware Aging Happens~

Posted by: h~ at March 5, 2007 08:33 PM

Listen to someone as old as your mother! heh heh heh! Me! The doc is already burning crap off my face. I'm 41 and he's burning stuff off of me from laying out and baking when I was in my teens and 20s. If I had to do it again, I'd wear hats and push to be pale. And believe it or not... i tan. I get DARK. And now? Great. They're burning crap off of me and my dermatologist who is becoming a close person in my life is saying to me, "Are your children as fair as you?" Scary. I NEVER thought of myself as fair. Never.

Posted by: Bou at March 5, 2007 11:10 PM

As someone who has dealt with a malignant melanoma... may I suggest that you be very careful with the tanning booth thing. Even though mine was not caused by the sun - I'll tell you now - it's a royal PITA to deal with it, even when caught early.

As for me - no tanning booth or even sunbathing... I burn - period. Tanning is something my skin won't do. So I've never been one to even try it. Guess it will serve me well later - although it would be nice to have darker skin for those times when I don't want to wear nylons. As it is, my legs look like crap. Good thing I live up north and don't do bare legs often (don't want to offend people... heh)

Posted by: Teresa at March 6, 2007 11:42 AM