Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Ketchup Potato Chip

I thought I would start up my blog again and see how it goes. I miss writing in a blog.

Today, I am stuck indoors due to managing to burn myself into a fine crisp. Right now, I look like and even feel like ketchup flavoured potato chip. I went on a little walking trip with my kids and a friend along with her daughter yesterday to some little park that we had not been to before. Before heading out, I slathered the kids with sunscreen to the point that they looked like albino monkeys before the cream sunk into their skins.

We trotted along in a merry manner to our destination which I assured my friend and albino monkeys that it wasn’t far at all. By the time we got to our destination, we were all acting like starving and thirsty stranglers trying to locate a water hole in the Sahara desert. Instead of enjoying this little park, we all plopped ourselves down on benches trying to recoup our energy levels guzzling water as fast as we could. I even had visions of Niagara Falls pouring down my throat and all over my body in the hopes that that vision would revive me. We did manage to enjoy the park for a little bit.

After playing about, I suddenly remembered that there was a lighthouse that would save all of us near us. It is called Tim Hortons. Since I was feeling rather bad for dragging this group so far, I told everyone that I would spring for whatever they wanted at Tim Hortons. This cheered up the group immensely and they were looking at me if I was the Messiah for a change. I again assured them that it wasn’t far at all only to be greeted with sceptical looks. Off we trotted off to this beacon of hope with visions of a nice cup of steeped tea and a toasted bagel dancing in my now fried brain.

To my total dismay, and of course, the ire of the other beings that were with me, it was further than I thought and by the time we got there, I was lucky to be still alive and walking since I am sure that they would have done something terrible to me for being wrong again. They all flopped into their respective chairs and I was ordered to bark out our orders as a punishment to be the last one left standing. After replenishing our bodies with liquids and food, we were starting to feel human again. Sitting in the air conditioned coffee place did our souls a great deal of good.

Then, there was the long trek home, and like battle weary soldiers, we all dragged ourselves home and managed to arrive in a safe manner. No one collapsed on the sidewalk. No one tried to kill each other in our misery.

My friend turns to me and advises me that she will be the one to pick our next trip out which will be tomorrow. She tells me that she is VERY fond of me and would like to keep me alive so we can continue our friendship therefore she is picking out what we are going to be doing tomorrow. That is totally fine with me. I would like to live long enough to see the next Harry Potter movie.

So, I sit here trying to nurse a nasty sunburn and my nose is so red to the point that I am now first in the running to be Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer in the kids’ next Christmas party skit at the school.

Now, I am going to sit in my soaker tub filled with water and salt and see if I can minimize the damage. And I will be sure to resemble an albino gorilla before going out tomorrow.