Yesterday Kath and I ate our lunch on Monument Beach and then went for a long walk on the Cape Cod Canal. All in the gloriously beautiful 70 degree sunny weather. We were going to sit on the beach longer, but there was a large amount of smoke billowing up over the canal... reminiscent of a fire... and we wanted to find out the origin of the smoke..
As we were driving home last night, and then getting ready for bed, I noticed that both of us had a reddish hue on our sun-exposed areas. Me on my nose and arms... Kath on her face and neck.
This morning, Katherine just looks tan.
Me, I still look like Rudolph.
4 comments:
I feel your pain.
I curse our pale Finnish genes.
Wait. Isn't Katherine Irish? She should be pale and freckled. Not tan.
Oh, that might be the French Canadian side...I frequently get a little pink, which turns to tan the next day.
Oy vey. My skin is so very pale. So pale. Please hurry, summer. :D
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