This weekend was Gorgeous with a capital "G." Temperatures were in the upper eighties and the sunshine was constant from sunrise to sunset, so needless to say I was outside soaking up as much Vitamin D as possible. One would think that being an all-American mixture of Russian, Polish, German, Italian, N.American Indian, and Irish (and I'm sure I'm forgetting a few) that exposure to sunlight would result in a beautiful golden bronze but apparently this is not the case. It must be a genetic science that Irish skin trumps all and results in a speckled trout appearance after any sunbathing. I even varied between SPF 30 and SPF50 sunblock this weekend, but alas all I am capable of is a burn and freckle.
Aside from roasting myself like a marshmallow, my husband and I took our money-pit of a boat out for a spin on the Lake. We had an enjoyable day of fishing, swimming and enjoying each others company until it came time to head in. That's when the boat's starter made a terrible whining sound which meant we were going nowhere without a tow. All I can say is thank goodness for the kindness of strangers because eventually some gentleman in a boat from Massepequa, NY was kind enough to help us back to shore.
