If Forrest's mama is right, you can go ahead and order one of those witty "I'm with stupid" T-Shirts for the next time you'll see me. The Husband and I spent the weekend at the beach. Saturday, we didn't get there until later in the afternoon. I was all lotioned up with SPF 8. When we got home, I didn't even change color enough to have gotten tan lines.
Today, we ended up on the beach right around noon and stayed for 2 hours. My SPF 8 was empty, so I used SPF 15. I can't believe how burnt I am! When we returned to the lovely 97-degree weather of the charming Inland Empire (hate!), I wanted to scream. The air (inside and outside the house) was warm enough to aggravate the burns on my legs. You know the feeling when you have a sunburn and the shower is too hot? It feels like that. ALL THE TIME!
I'm icing my legs and dreaming of SPF 50. And blogging about my stupidity, because honestly - what would be the point of all the pain if I wouldn't tell The Internets?
Edited to add: It's 9pm and we've just made an emergency Trader Joe's run for Aloe Vera gel (ours was, of course, almost empty). I'm blogging from the bath tub (filled with cool water, ahhh) and give you this picture. I seem to be getting redder by the minute. Hopefully this will stop soon!
My legs still look worse than my shoulders/front section. Thankfully, I was wearing a one-piece suit!