Thursday, September 24, 2009

14 hours is a long time to be in a car when your skin is red and raw

Poof. I disappeared.

Gone. Without a word here.

I wish I could regale you with exotic tales of glamorous travel and wondrous adventures. Instead, I was in a car. Driving 12 hours to Florida. And 14 back to Texas. (Why does it always take longer on the way back?)

It was the annual trip I take with my friends from graduate school. Since we're all now scattered across the country, we get together once a year for 5 days and 4 nights of food, games, drinking and water volleyball.

This year was no exception. It was exactly what I needed. Some time away. From work. From wedding planning. From the everyday grind.

And now I'm relaxed. And a little extra crispy. Even though I was a good girl and put on my sunscreen, the bottle must have been old because I turned a bright shade of red that has barely faded two days later. And we weren't out long enough to require sunscreen reapplication. The confirmation? My face, on which I used a different sunscreen, is sans red.

Still I had a great time. I'm glad to be back. Posting will recommence.

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