Cosmos to the Rescue!

Dear Cosmic Universe,

I have found the cure for EVERYTHING! Cosmos. =]

Well…almost everything…

This past week I hibernated from the internet world on a vacation to shore with Mr. A and it was lovely! We spent our time relaxing on the beach, drinking at the beach bars- with our toes in the sand, and walking the boardwalks.

Just enjoying a couple days with each other.

Now- I do see Mr. A all the time…but unfortunately when we are done with work, and after cooking dinner- by the time we flop onto the couch to watch a show…one of us passes out from sheer exhaustion. (By “one of us” I mean him!)

Have you ever tried to have a conversation with a comatose body? Well- let me tell you, they are some of the best conversations I have with him!! I get my way, he agrees completely, and actually does respond to me…only problem?

A. He doesn’t remember when he is awake.

B. I can’t always tell if he is actually awake or asleep during them!

After all, his eyes are open and he is talking coherently! (It’s all his fault =P)

So we decided to take a mini vacation to re-charge the batteries, and spend a little awake us-time! =]

Anyway, back to my shore story.

On our last full day there- we decided to wake up at 9am and hit the beach early before any crowds gathered…with the hopes that the boardwalk would be a bit emptier. (And by “we decided” I mean- he woke me up and wouldn’t let me go back to sleep. Grr.. -.-)

Well, as Mr. A splashed around in the water, I took the opportunity to catch up on some of my reading.

As I added a thick coating of SPF30 onto my fairest of fair skin, I looked over and saw Mr. A’s little bottle of SPF 15…

Really?

He can lather up once a day with that stuff, get a nice dark tan, and barely- if in fact at all– burn.

Me, on the other hand?

I should re-apply every fifteen minutes so I don’t lobster-fy. And I don’t dare even consider SPF 15…other wise I would be re-applying every 10 mins…

Well me and my almost clear skin settled onto our blanket with a good book, The Devil in The White City. (Such an amazing book!)

Did I mention that when I was slathering the lotion on… that I was sitting?

Well, I was…and because of this…I forgot to get the entire back of my thighs.

So I flipped over onto my stomach, and immersed myself in my little piece of literary heaven.

I laid like that for 3 hours.

THREE HOURS!!!!!

Oh.my.gawd.

Needless to say, once I got back and showered- I suddenly realized my mistake.

The red, puffy sunburn was so apparent on my white skin- that Mr. A could barely hold back his laughter when he saw the streaks of pale running through the burns from my lotion covered fingers.

Hardy. Har. Har…

After the devastation had set it- Mr. A decided it was time to drown my sorrows into a pint of anything cold…and alcoholic.

That is when I decided to get my favorite drink- a Cosmopolitan.

Four later- I was feeling no pain!! =]

Although today is another story…

Excuse me, I have to go aloe my pain away!

Little Miss University