Showing posts with label tanning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tanning. Show all posts

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Burn Baby Burn


As you know, I've had a few spats with the winter blues in the past. I live here in Wisconsin where the sun doesn't shine for months of the year.


In a recent attempt to fight off my sunless days, I've turned to my friend the tanning bed.


The thing about tanning is, it's more fun to do it with a friend. So, naturally I talked the mister into coming with me.


He was a bit hesitant, being a tanning bed virgin, but I talked him into it. The tanning place has beds that last 20 minutes for $6.50. That being said, they do not like to let butt white people into the beds for more than 8 minutes because of the burn factor. Although, they will still take all of your $6.50 no matter how long you sit in the bed. AARGGHH!


I want to get all of the time I can into this trip because I PAID FOR THE WHOLE THING DANG IT! So I smooth talk the lady into letting us each stay in our beds for 12 minutes. (That's waaaaay better than 8 you know.)


I quickly escort the mister back to his room and give him a mini tutorial of what he should do. My main suggestion to him was to keep his light under a barrel so he wouldn't burn his
unmentionables. Then I scurried off to my room to enjoy my 12 minutes of faux sunshine.
12 minutes later I emerge happy and snuggly warm. The mister has enjoyed his brush with vanity and lived through yet another of my hair brained ideas.

Several Hours Later....


B: Dad, are you hot?
The Mister: No

B: 'Cause your face looks really really red.
The Mister: I'm fine.
B: Are you feeling stressed?

The Mister: No

B: Are you sure? 'Cause your cheeks are all red. It looks like you got sunburned or something.
The Mister: Ah, no... I'm not sunburned or anything. Why would I be sunburned? (she knows!!!) I'm just fine.

The Mister quick speed dials me while I'm at the store and quizzes me about my skin. I'm feeling just fine but after a little more prodding from B the mister looked in the mirror.

LOBSTER FEST 2010!

I don't think he'll ever be going with me to the tanning salon again. But at least I almost got my money's worth-- right?
I'm glad you see the positive in this too.
Hey, anyone want to go for a tan?
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