I live in the Sunshine State! I am a sun worshiper. If I can’t be out in the sun, I go to the tanning bed. (Yes, I go to the dermatologist once a year)
Although, a nice rainy Sunday is good every once a while, then I don’t feel so guilty for just lying around the house.
I’m Ms. Green Christmas, I’m Ms. Sun. I’m Ms. Heat Blister. I’m Ms. 101. They call me Heat Miser. Whatever I touch, starts to melt in my clutch. I’m too much!
She’s Ms. Green Christmas, She’s Ms. Sun. She’s Ms. Heat Blister. She’s Ms. 101.
Friends call me Heat Miser. Whatever I touch, starts to melt in clutch. I’m too much!
I never want to know a day that’s under 60 degrees.
I’d rather have it 80, 90, 100 degrees! HA HA HA HA
She’s Ms. Green Christmas, She’s Ms. Sun. She’s Ms. Heat Blister. She’s Ms. 101.
They call me Heat Miser. Whatever I touch, starts to melt in my clutch. I’m too much!
TOO MUCH!!!
I know some ‘sun worshippers’ who used to surf every chance they could when in their teens and 20s. I also know some people who simply ‘must’ be outside playing golf (stupid game), tennis (equally stupid game), boating, or swimming and basking in the rays of the sun.
They all look like wrinkled leather today. (Yuck!)
The women have burnt out hair that resembles straw, seems impossible to style, deep tans, sparkling eyes and lots and lots of wrinkles. The men are the same, often with less hair. They all look 10 years or more older than they are. Old surfers are nuts. Too much sun burning down on their thin skulls and too much salt water. (With one exception. I met a guy, a surfer, who worked with me in my last job. He was a bit of a health freak, plus obviously kept in good shape. He was a bit ‘surfer nuts’ but cool. I assumed he was in his late 20s from his looks and attitude. I was utterly stunned to find that he was 45!!)
Around here, one needs only to drive around the beaches in the ‘exclusive’ sections and see the charred sun worshippers pottering about in their expensively casual clothing, grinning brilliantly white smiles out of leathery faces and expounding on the benefits of the sand, surf and sun while fingering straw hair.
Ah yes, psycat90, you’re young and vigorous now, but give it 20 more years of crisping in the solar rays to turn your soft skin into tanned rhino hide.