Thursday, April 30, 2009
We went to the Zoo, Zoo,Zoo
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Never Say Never
I told myself I would NEVER try self tanning lotion. The main reason was because there was a girl in my high school who wore it and looked ORANGE. I mean, flat out, bright, silly looking ORANGE. I just knew that with my ultra, fair skin, I would look orange myself, so I have avoided the self tanning lotion like I avoid sky diving, or bungee jumping or anything else that just down right scares the CRAP out of me!
However, I am SO tired of looking pasty white. I have been wearing shorts and think to myself, "Who cares how white my legs are?" But, then Bob took a pic. of me and Pay at her soccer game. I was wearing shorts. I took one look at the picture and gasped in the horror that was my white legs!
Since I don't have time to tan, and I know it isn't good for my skin I decided, I was just going to have to go against my promise to myself and break down and use the self tanner. Of course, I consulted with my friend who wears it, swears by it, and looks pretty darn fantastic, I might add, and then I did it! I went shopping yesterday and picked me up a bottle. I even used it today after I got out of the shower.
I am nervous, I will not lie. My inner voice is shouting skepticism, but I won't let it.
Wish me luck...
By that I mean, streak free, zero spotting, not at all orange looking, only naturally bronze appearing legs!
I'm dreaming aren't I?
Sunday, April 26, 2009
The Need For Speed
I can't tell ya how much fun my kids had riding with their dad on Uncle J's motorcycle. They were having the time of their lives. Bob told me to give it a spin. "No way!" I told him. "I have no desire to wreck on that thing." He kept insisting, bugging me really, telling me it was SOOO easy, and that I REALLY needed to do it. Peer pressure got the best of me, so I took the bike for a spin. I was totally confident and rode like a pro until it was time to turn. Now what? I started slowly, alright maybe way too slowly, and the bike was tipping on me. Knowing the bike on top of me would be a REALLY bad thing, I kicked it into gear and became hell on wheels, blasted up over the curb, ripped off the top of my big toe, darn sandals, and nearly rode right into the neighbor's house. Luckily my mad skills allowed me to get the motorcycle back on track before that major catastrophe happened. Then I rode up to Bob, the instigator. At that point I was laughing pretty hard, you know when you're adrenaline is escalated, heart is pounding and you're so scared you know nothing else to do but laugh? So, where are the photos of me, you ask? Bob was too terrified to snap a photo. What a wimp, huh?! You should have seen his face. He was whiter than my legs in spring time. He thought for sure I was going to break my leg. Come on now, it was just a little motorcycle mishap, aint' no thing. This girl is SO much tougher than that. "What?" "Me, take J's motorcycle out for a spin again in the near future", you dare........