I am SO not looking forward to tomorrow.
I have never liked getting into trouble, and tomorrow morning I will probably be in some serious doo-doo.
All because of some misbehavior on my part while on vacation this week in Florida.
Why, oh why, would I spend a week at the beach - getting all toasty and golden-brown - and then come home, only to go in for a dermatology check-up the VERY next day?
Although I happen to love the brown and somewhat-red colors highlighting my skin, I have a very bad feeling that my skin cancer doctor is going to be slightly horrified.
However, in my defense, I DID use sunblock. Every day.
But who remembers to use it on their ears? Not me, apparently.
Or their lips? I didn't even know lips could sunburn.
It probably wasn't such a smart idea, scheduling a skin cancer check-up the VERY NEXT DAY after a week in Florida.
Now it's time to pay the piper, I guess.
Sure wishin' I could scrub this tan off tonight. Think it will work?