Burning Desire
Good News – I officially have my base burn for the summer, a nice healthy place to start 2008’s search for the perfect golden tan (the goal of all educated individuals come June or July). The unfortunate side effect – tacky tan lines that will ruin any and all attempts of looking cute and classy in a strapless tank top plus some obvious peeling that will occur in 2.5 days. Where did I obtain this burn you ask – well, being that Chad and I have yet to begin digging for our custom pool and hot tub I had to resort to a good old fashioned public apartment pool. But I will say that the people watching is much better than being in my own backyard.
I think it’s safe to say that apartment pools are the mecca of shriveled butterfly tattoos, beer bellies and inappropriate swimwear. Nothing says sexy like Mickey Mouse on the upper thigh…note to self: although cartoon characters were fun to watch at one time they were not meant for permanent ink, large shapeless t-shirts or any sort of accessory for those over the age of 10.
Nonetheless I had fun hanging out with the girls and reading my new (and signed by the author) book, Such a Pretty Fat by Jen Lancaster (my hero).
Saturday night was spent bowling with friends – so much fun. It turns out, however, that my signature bowling move has caused me some discomfort. I am sure it’s because of my excellent form and NOT because I am so terribly out of shape that a lazy “sport” like bowling would make my muscles ache, absolutely impossible. Ok, maybe a little possible. But that’s besides the point because I did really well, all things considered (like the fact that we all pretty much sucked so to bowl a 120 was actually good in this small circle…no offense peeps, but you know it’s true).
All in all it was a delightful weekend ended with a classic showing of A Few Good Men…..and one BAD haircut by Demi Moore, it’s true look it up.
