Long time, no post. Last week was busy, though. Blake's cousin, Travis, came down to visit. His plane left before the sun came up today.
It was a lot of fun, and just the break Blake needed before Primary. He was anticipating having at least a couple of weeks between API and Primary... of course, the Navy threw a curveball and gave him one week. Luckily, Travis was already booked on a flight.
So, it rained the first three days... pouring, deluge, flash-flood rain. The thunder and lightening alone woke me up every one of those mornings. So, we sat around, played COD: World at War, had a lot of laughs.
Then, Saturday, it cleared. Oh boy, did it clear up. Beautiful, perfect, sunshine weather. We got to Pensacola Beach about one-thirty or so. I didn't bring any sunscreen, because, you know, I'm a big idiot. I thought we'd stay maybe two hours. Which, would've been fine and dandy. Except we stayed for about five hours... and at first, everything was fine and dandy. Then, Travis started saying his back was sunburned. So, I reevaluated my body and lo and behold... my entire front was stinging.
The next day, it hurt to stand. My lower legs, stomach and forearms hurt the most. Now, three days later, the pain is subsiding. My husband and I can once again spoon ourselves to sleep.
My mother told me to put vinegar on my burns to take the sting away and stop peeling... I told her I had no interest in smelling like a pickle.
The peeling has started. It looks like someone threw sawdust on my face. It's that disgusting. I'm gross. I'm not fit for respectable company.
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