The Sun

There are definite disadvantages to being the whitest person in Hawaii, including the fact that there is no such thing as a "base tan" for me. Consequently, standing out on the pier for two hours yesterday (without sunscreen) to watch Paul's boat come in was not a good idea. In my defense, it normally doesn't take that long for the boat to tie up. Special circumstances of an unassisted landing created the longer wait time.

Anyway, today I look like I wore a v-neck wife beater to Talladega. Nice!!!! Wish I wasn't too embarrassed to post a picture of it.