I have a sun burn

I was in Florida over the weekend, and it was hot hot hot. I was a good girl and slathered on the 45 in the morning. I waited the obligatory half hour before going in the sun. I wore a hat, I sat in the shade poolside. But I walked up and down the beach enjoying the cool breeze and comforting sun and returned with bright red feet and forearms. Now I am freaked out about skin cancer.

It’s cool here, which feels nice on my hot skin. But I have to say, I already miss waking up to a 12th floor view of the ocean.