Saturday, January 29, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
My naturally dry skin, combined with a hard water system, combined with Utah's terribly dry atmosphere, combined with having turned 30, is doing a number on my skin and it is NOT pretty. I'm telling you I could put straight Crisco on my skin and not break out. Do the ashy appearance, flaky elbows, magnified fine lines (Do you like that description? I'm not calling them wrinkles quite yet. Maybe when I reach 35, but for now they are just fine lines. Got it?), the itchy, enhanced eczema bother me?? Yes. That is, everywhere except my hands, which are possibly more dry and aged than anything else on my body. Why, do you ask, am I not bothered by my 'oh, not so pretty' hands? Because like my mother and my grandmother we have hands that mature faster than our age. And so, when I look at my hands I'm reminded of them and where I have come from and it makes me smile.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Sweet Mexico! Why can't you be more safe so that all would take advantage of your beauty and culture?? Unlike some, Ben and I throw caution to the wind, pack up and head south to the drug-lord driven country when the opportunity presents. For our 10th anniversary we took a 'Mom and Dad Only' trip to Cancun. Turns out we picked a very safe week to go with the United Nations Global Warming Conference going on. Lots of extra machine gun toting military roaming the streets, which doesn't really make me feel more safe given our experience with Mexican cops in Monterey, but the locals all assured us it's "very safe right now." Maybe.
We spent time on the beach but not as much as I would have liked. First, Ben gets bored after too long and second, it was a little colder than I would have liked. If the clouds covered the sun and a breeze picked up I was cold. I swam in the ocean only because we were at the beach and it was pretty not because I needed refreshing from the heat.