The Big DumpTruck

I feel really dumb. And to make matters worse, I look really dumb, so I cannot hide my idiocy.

"Why Jody," you say, "whatever do you mean?"

"Well," I answer, "did you happen to take a good look at me?"

At that point you either scream in horror or laugh. And point. At my face and neck. Why yes, I did get the worst sunburn I've had in years today, why do you ask?

See, we were going to the Bolton fair for a couple of hours. Get there for 9, leave before noon. It wasn't even 60 when we left, so I had a sweathsirt on and everything.

But then we started having a lot of fun, and watching shows. And next thing we knew, it was 4 o'clock, and we'd been out in the sun ALL day with no lotion on, because I forgot to bring it. Because I wasn't thining about it when covered head to toe this morning.

So my cheeks and nose (of course) are red, as is my neck and the little triangle opening of my shirt. And my left ear. My left side is worse than my right. Oh, and my arms, cause I took the sweater off.

So I look really stupid. Good thing I hadn't looked too closely at myself before I went out to run errands earlier this evening, or I wouldn't have gone.

So not only am I all stupidly sunburned, they didn't even have a stand selling sweet potato french fries. Why did we even bother going?!?

P.s. For the record, read the ad in the paper carefully. They weren't "disco" dogs, they were "disc" dogs. Not dancing, frisbee. So I had told Junior we were going to see some dancing dogs but really, they weren't, unless you count the spinning stuff. And then he got it into his head that we could teach this stuff to Phantom, so I had to buy him a kind of soft frisbee thing at PetCo tonight. Because no amount of me explaining the difference between the skills of a 6 year old border collie vs. A 5 month old cockapoo would convince him that it wasn't going to happen.