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You know how Florida is considered the Sunshine State? Oh boy, did I realize the true meaning of that nickname today!
You know how Florida is considered the Sunshine State? Oh boy, did I realize the true meaning of that nickname today!
As I texted my best friend earlier today (shout out to SPC!), the color of my nose is the same color as my shoulders and arms. I got completely burnt today. Completely...Burnt.
Since we've been down here in Florida, I haven't gotten a single drop of color. I haven't had any sunscreen on, and yet somehow I've remained a pale ghostly figure. Today, I don't know what happened, but the majority of my body is the color of a lobster. I'm in so much pain that I can barely move, and my sister has been put on cream duty for the next few nights since I can't even cross my arms to apply cream for myself.
Speaking of sisters, of course all three of mine have gorgeous tans, so they don't have to deal with sunburns. I've said it before, and I'll say it again... sometimes it's really annoying to have siblings who are adopted because they managed to get awesome tan skin while you got stuck with super pale, easily burnt skin. So how do you explain a sunburn to five-year-olds who have never experienced it? Let me tell you, it is very difficult. The girls just kept looking at me and saying "sunburn?" like I was speaking a foreign language. Twin A kept asking me if it hurt to touch it, and then to test that theory, she discovered that she can make hand prints on my red skin. Twin B couldn't believe that it hurt either, so she rested her chin on my arm, looked up at me with big eyes, and said "it doesn't hurt me." She clearly didn't understand the concept of sunburn only hurting the person who has it... Kids, right? They're pretty funny when they're not poking your burning arms.
I have definitely learned my lesson. Living in the Sunshine State means that you should always have sunscreen on, no matter what. Now I just have to hope that this horrible burn will become a base for a tan.... okay, probably not going to get a tan, but at least I can hope for a skin tone that is slightly less ghost-like! My fingers are crossed in hopes that I eventually become some color other than bright red.
Thank you so much for your continued support! I look forward to sharing more stories about my experience with foster care, and hopefully hearing from readers who have questions or similar stories to share. I'm always willing to answer questions and hear about other experiences! Please don't forget to like and share my Facebook author page as well!
I’d greatly appreciate it if you would share this blog with friends and family through your favorite social media sites. If you’re sharing on Twitter, don’t forget to tag me (@TayTayK02) and use the hashtag #TaylorTalks.
Thanks!
Taylor
Since we've been down here in Florida, I haven't gotten a single drop of color. I haven't had any sunscreen on, and yet somehow I've remained a pale ghostly figure. Today, I don't know what happened, but the majority of my body is the color of a lobster. I'm in so much pain that I can barely move, and my sister has been put on cream duty for the next few nights since I can't even cross my arms to apply cream for myself.
Speaking of sisters, of course all three of mine have gorgeous tans, so they don't have to deal with sunburns. I've said it before, and I'll say it again... sometimes it's really annoying to have siblings who are adopted because they managed to get awesome tan skin while you got stuck with super pale, easily burnt skin. So how do you explain a sunburn to five-year-olds who have never experienced it? Let me tell you, it is very difficult. The girls just kept looking at me and saying "sunburn?" like I was speaking a foreign language. Twin A kept asking me if it hurt to touch it, and then to test that theory, she discovered that she can make hand prints on my red skin. Twin B couldn't believe that it hurt either, so she rested her chin on my arm, looked up at me with big eyes, and said "it doesn't hurt me." She clearly didn't understand the concept of sunburn only hurting the person who has it... Kids, right? They're pretty funny when they're not poking your burning arms.
I have definitely learned my lesson. Living in the Sunshine State means that you should always have sunscreen on, no matter what. Now I just have to hope that this horrible burn will become a base for a tan.... okay, probably not going to get a tan, but at least I can hope for a skin tone that is slightly less ghost-like! My fingers are crossed in hopes that I eventually become some color other than bright red.
Thank you so much for your continued support! I look forward to sharing more stories about my experience with foster care, and hopefully hearing from readers who have questions or similar stories to share. I'm always willing to answer questions and hear about other experiences! Please don't forget to like and share my Facebook author page as well!
I’d greatly appreciate it if you would share this blog with friends and family through your favorite social media sites. If you’re sharing on Twitter, don’t forget to tag me (@TayTayK02) and use the hashtag #TaylorTalks.
Thanks!
Taylor
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