Skin bleach and other stuff

I got a pretty wretched sunburn last Thursday. We went to a birthday bash at a local pool/waterpark. But I was a big dumbie. I didn't apply my steel armour sunscreen until after we had been at the pool for almost 2 hours. My back and shoulders are in excruciating pain. Still. So much so that my children are having mercy upon me and doing "mommy surgery". What's "mommy surgery" you ask? It's my little invention. It's my way of getting them to rub on my feet and legs and back without calling it the selfless act of massaging. I say, "Come do surgery on mommy's feet" and they use their little doctor tools to make "incisions" and stuff. It feels really good. It does. I promise. Try it. And then I say, "Oh, I think Mommy's legs need surgery." And then "I think mommy's arms need surgery" and then "I think mommy's head needs surgery." It's really quite relaxing. And I can rest my eyelids in the process. See, I really am a mommy genius! So today, the girls were doing surgery on my back because Lexi thought it would make my sunburn feel better. And she was so gentle and it really did feel nice because my sunburn is in the extreme itchy phase, yet still in pain too. Well, Ashton thought she would do foot surgery while Lexi did back surgery. She was applying lotion, I mean "medication" to my feet and it was so heavenly that I never thought to actually peek down there and make sure it really was lotion, I mean "medication". Until Lexi said, "Uh oh Mommy, you're not gonna be very happy with Ashton!" And I thought for a brief second, "I don't care...THIS FEELS SO GOOD! Please shut up!" But I finally asked, "Why won't I be very happy with Ashton?" And Lexi replied, "Because LOOK what she's putting on your feet!" And she held up the bottle of skin bleach! Now, this brings me to another rabbit to chase. Go ahead, ask it! I know you're dying to know. "Why do you own skin bleach Heather?" Why that's a FABULOUS question. Well, you see, I once was a little black girl. Oh I'm kidding. I have these really ugly and embarrassing dark spots on my knees. I've tried everything to get them to lighten up, including skin bleach. Nothing works. I'm so over it and now when people make fun of my knees I just say, "It's because I spend so much time on my knees in prayer." And that shuts them up! So hence, the skin bleach! I was frozen solid on my bed, my feet caked with skin bleach, Ashton's hands both covered in it as well. Cary was not home yet. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't walk on the carpet like that. Ashton was about to have it all over her clothes. Long story short, I sent Lexi to get me a towel. I wiped Ashton first then sent her to the bathroom with Lexi to wash her hands with soap, then I wiped the mega goo off of my feet and tippy toed to the tub for a good rinse down. All the while hoping that my feet would not be 3 shades whiter by morning!!!! By all accounts, I think we're in good shape so far.

This afternoon, after the skin bleach incident, we went to Disney's Typhoon Lagoon water park. We bought those after 2:00 annual passes last week and we definitely intend on using them as often as possible! Typhoon Lagoon was AMAZING! I liked it so much better than Blizzard Beach. If only a little cabana boy had brought me a pina colada in a coconut shell while Aunt Jemima was looking after my children, it really would have been THE PERFECT DAY! It was very tropical. And there was Jimmy Buffett music. I like him. And after the park closes, did you know they let REAL surfers come in the park with their REAL surf boards and ride the waves in the wave pool? I'm guessing for a "small", Disney-like fee. And we had ice cream for dinner. Not on purpose. But the burger places closed at 7 and we weren't ready to eat till 7:30. All that was open was the ice cream hut. So we got the $9 "garbage pail"...I'm not kidding. That's really what it's called. It was HUGE, so huge that we ate and ate and ate and didn't even eat half of it by the time we were all full. That thing could feel 10 people. It was INSANE. And it was like marble slab on STEROIDS! Well, it IS Disney after all, where everything is on steroids. Do they do anything half way?

So that was our day, in a coconut shell. Haha, get it? In a nutshell...coconut shell...heeeheee. A very busy week awaits. My friend, Kathryn (circus of love blogger) and I have much fun on our to-do lists this week! While the men are away, the wives shall play!