So yesterday as I was walking to the bank, a man yelled at me to go get some sun and "tan up my pale face."
Wow.
I'm apparently so pasty white as to inspire public interventions.
Taking said bus-rider's advice, I went to my newly renovated pool last night after work for an hour or two of Vitamin D. Despite the domestic squabbles going on and the loud shrieking of a 6-year old, I was able to bask in in the glory of Eva Cassidy and summer while listening to my IPOD and reading a magazine.
God, I love summer
