Went down to Port Aransas last weekend and got sunburnt. Worse than I have ever been burned. I didn't know how to handle all these white girl problems. I've lived my whole life and not ever been so red. I didn't do anything differently than I usually do. It was bizarr-o. Made me sick. Like for real, sick. Only thing I can think of is the combustible combination of being on a medication that makes you sensitive to the sun and using last year's sunblock. Never. Again.
This is a lesson that my friends and I learned several years ago. We went to Lake Belton all day long and though we lathered up (albeit with the previous years sunblock), we all got toasted. My friend's lips swelled up to the size of sausages. We were pretty miserable. I knew this. I remembered this. I still threw that knowledge out the window and thought, "Certainly if you pay $12 for a tiny little bottle of sunblock, it ought to last until the expiration date." Not so!
I did get a pretty picture of the beach though. It's not Hawaii, California or Florida, but for a Texas beach I thought it was beautiful. I do love Texas.
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| Mustang Island, TX - June 1st, 2013 |
So! Moral of the story: Don't use last year's left overs. Just bite the bullet and get some new sunblock. Trust me, another $12 is worth not feeling like an itchy snake shedding it's skin. Sick.
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