Although I’m not an obvious redhead and my freckles have faded over the years, my skin is fragile to the point of despair. Within moments of entering a sunbeam I have a mild panic attack, feeling my skin immediately soaking up every UV ray, and frantically search for the nearest sanctuary of shade. Over the years I’ve honed my sunburn-avoidance skills and it’s rare that I find myself slathering on aloe-vera anymore, simply because I’m sunscreen ready with a shade action plan at all times. Those dreadful times that I do fry like an egg on the sidewalk are usually because my pride got the best of me and I couldn’t break away from the crowd or burden my buddies to fight for a table with an umbrella… Oh the woes.
So today I happily followed the national day and didn’t go outside for more than a minute. Sleeping until 10:30 got me off to a good start, then I worked on emptying my DVR, crossed off an assignment for an online summer course, taught an oboe lesson, and went to the movies for Despicable Me 2 with my mumsy and Eric (soooo cute, soooo funny, soooo good). Although I was pretty sure I would manage to stay out of harms way today I still put on my daily sunscreen lotion, just to be safe. SPF 75 is my go-to UV protection but my daily SPF 30 still gets the job done… for about 10 minutes.