Como pues...translation...oh well

We're originally from San Clemente, and even after we moved inland, we still grew up frequenting the beach. I'm sure we wore sunscreen, but we weren't instilled with a strong sense of its importance. We were too busy learning how to count back change and all the necessary carnie skills so we could bring in some money working at the fair by the time we were 8 years old. First things first. No money, no sunscreen.

But, once my dad went back to school and became a P.A. in Dermatology, sun protection products have become somewhat of a staple in our lives. In fact, he brought a suitcase full down here. So, one would think that I would be more vigilant with my sunscreen application. I blame it on late teaching. Bad habits were already learned. "The sun is your enemy," used to be just a slightly annoying stock phrase my dad liked to use. But now, if my understanding of the definition, "enemy," is correct, it is quite relevant. The sun has been far from congenial.

It's been 2 days since the initial burn, and yet I'm in more pain now than ever. I'm pretty sure that, due to the amount of heat radiating off my back, the air temperature increases at least 3 degrees, 5 feet any direction of me. My niece told me that her dad says, "sunburns feel better if you smack them." Before I could inform her of her father's gross misguidance, he came up behind me, and performed what would have been a great Farkle penalty. An open hand slap across my bare, red back. If this were an episode of "Arrested Development," and he was GOB, I'd be Buster and it would go something like this..."Now the next time you get sun burnt without being slapped, you'll have more fun!"

As adversaries tend to do, the sun has thwarted my plans. My goal was to surf everyday, because, let's be honest...I need the practice. Instead, I've found myself a safe house and I'm laying low until the pain subsides. My time has been spent mastering the strategy of Settlers of Catan, drinking Coca Light (shout out to Em...reasons to come visit) and playing with the little ones. Needless to say, I'll think twice before underestimating the strength of my foe.

I'm still working on getting some pictures up, so you can get the real visual of my new crimson skin, and of the trip thus far.