Howdy Y'all.........Long time no talk. I took a splendid trip to the beach for a few days for a little R and R. I must admit, it was awesome sauce. As with all the adventures I go on in life, I learned some pretty valuable lessons on this trip. Let's start off with the lesson of, when you work entirely too hard and then finally get your vacation, it's almost impossible to relax. I started off my first day with the overwhelming urge to check my work email. It was like I was withdrawing from a drug. I found a way to occupy myself with some much needed organizing around the house, but I swear, that damn email was calling me. "Check me" "Please check me, there's so much to do, YOU MUST CHECK ME!" I managed to keep myself occupied with cleaning and organizing until we left for the beach....I did not check my email until I got back to work.. SCORE for me!
I have a total type A, super planner, list and schedule making, type of personality. For the first time in ....ever....I actually didn't plan much for this trip. I just wanted to have a healthy picnic type lunch out on the beach. Sounds harmless right? Well....this leads me to lesson #2, eating on the beach leads to a diet full of sand. I bought a special cooler before the trip for my healthy picnic lunch. The night before, I made up a ton of sandwiches and wrapped them in tin foil. The next morning, I added some ice to the cooler, packed up the sandwiches, and off to the beach we went. After a couple of hours it was finally time for lunch! Me=super excited. I opened the cooler, pulled out the first sandwich....it's soaked in water. I pull out another.....soggy mush. Another......pile of wet bread....I was able to salvage 3 out of the 7 sandwiches I made for everyone, but all the lost sandwiches weren't about to ruin my picnic. I give the girls their food, and we all proceed to dig in. Not 5 minutes into this lovely meal, do I hear "It's crunchy!" Let's just say......I hope sand is full of protein! We all learned the true meaning of a SANDwich. Lesson learned, no more picnics on the beach for me!
The last lesson I learned....sunscreen is vital...ONLY if you reapply. The first morning, I slathered up the girls with sunscreen, put some on myself, and off we went. I swear, you'd thought I had never seen the sun in my life, that's how freaking excited I was. I was so happy to just be there, I was ready to sit in the sun and relax. Before I knew it, I was lying on the sand, on a towel, I looked at my mom and said "I smell bacon". I could totally tell I was being fried. It didn't feel like it, but 4 hours had gone by, and I was burnt to a crisp. I never once reapplied my sunscreen. As the day went on, I was in pain. Super burnt on my back and legs. Off to the drugstore we went. I stocked up on aloe gel, ice packs, and ibuprofen. My relaxing beach trip turned into a mommy-b-que. We went the next morning for breakfast, and the hostess at the restaurant came to me and said "You're burnt!" She proceeded to tell me about some miracle stuff in a blue bottle sold by the store next door. I, in all my desperation, skipped my fat happy butt over to the store, walked in and said "I need the stuff in the blue bottle". The lady knew exactly what I was talking about, grabbed the "try me" bottle and started spraying my legs. The moment that first spritz of this mystery concoction hit my char broiled leg, I swear the heavens opened up! Unfortunately, a portion of my back did blister a little after about a week. I call my dermatologist to see if there's anything I should do, and I'm in turn lectured on how getting blistering sunburns increases risks of malignant skin cancers, and how I used to work for a dermatologist (many many moons ago) so apparently, I should know better. Now I sit, a week and a half post sunburn from hell, wondering when my next vacation is :)