Somehow, I didn’t manage to get a whole, rectangular patch of my back with sunscreen when we were at the lake yesterday. Nice to be able to wear a bikini, I’ll grant you, but it does mean greater hazards in the realm of sun protection. 
So now I have a nice little burn stretching across me beneath my shoulder blades. Not too bad; I couldn’t sleep comfortably on my back, but I was able to run this morning without hurting.
One thing I hate about sunburns is how they throw off your internal thermostat. I am freezing right now; I actually put on a pair of fuzzy socks, and I’m debating a hooded jacket over my tee-shirt. In my defense, it is cooler today than it has been recently – not quite 70 degrees yet today – but still.
Eric just left for a week on the road again. As soon as he left, the kids were whimpering and sad, but now they’re back to being little imps, swinging back and forth between demands for food and beating each other with sticks. Or something like that. I’m deliberately avoiding the knowledge of why they keep hollering, yowling, and screeching. It does no good to know, I’ve decided; intervening usually leads to one of two scenarios:
1) Two innocent faces with wide eyes, utterly confused as to what I think they’ve been doing wrong, or
2) A tense agreement to “lay down arms” that lasts until I am so bold as to blink my eyes.
Since they usually come to peace on their own as well as they do when I orchestrate the cease-fire (see above: demands for food), noninvolvement seems the wiser course…at least in situations like the present, when my involvement is tainted by the sadness, self-pity, and just plain down-in-the-mouth frame of mind in which I exist on days when my husband has kissed us goodbye and headed for the airport. 
Not a good day.
Where was that photo taken?
Yesterday, Sean and i were driving after dinner at The Yellow Rose, and drove up Hwy 38. We went to Quarry Lake Park, which I had never been to, and hung out there for about 30 minutes, in the early evening.
I know how hard it is for me to see Sean leave for another week of traveling — I couldn’t imagine doing it with kids. *hugs*
That was Quarry Lake!
We were there from noon until around 3.
I thought that’s where you might have been. How funny is that?
I also can’t believe I’d never been there before. I drove by there at least 2x a week for a while when I was at Marquette… and never stopped in to see what it was all about. Wish I had.