And I'll write it 100 times on the blackboard.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
If I am going outside for longer than 10 minutes, I will put on sunscreen.
I have a perfectly good bottle of SPF 45. (Water Babies, how I love thee) I know I glow in the dark. I know that the sun is not my friend. I DO wear it if I'm working outside, but I didn't think I'd need it to go driving for an hour and change today.
I? Am a moron.
A moron with one lobster red arm, and one pasty white one.
I will remember to put it on before I take the 200 mile trek to the Redneck Ancestral Stomping Grounds on Saturday, lest I wind up with one lobster arm, a negative image of the seatbelt, and one pasty white arm.
posted by Special Sauce @ 9:08 PM
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Oh no! Like, really, really gone, not just "no more alice forever"?
That's awful! (much huggin' and love to Sarah, for certain!)
Yeah. We discussed the irony of "No more Alice...ever" once she had calmed down enough to bring it up herself.
She's very unhappy and so is her hubby (and so am I, actually; I loved the Alice) so any positives you could send her way would be welcome. (In good news though, her proto-coven is blowing up -- she had seven people request more info yesterday...on the day when she was too upset to do anything about it.)
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