some rambly thoughts
Aug. 1st, 2006 08:23 amThis morning, while I was in the 7-11 getting my coffee, I was complimented on my tan! Whadd'ya know.
Not that I've tried particularly to cultivate it, it just happens when I'm out in the sun. When Jdulac and I first got together several times he was convinced that I was going to be in unending agony from sunburn only to have me turn brown in a day or so.
I'm so thankful I take after my Dad's side of the family in this regard, specifically my Grandfather Pearson and my Swedish kin. Grampa Pearson was a great gardener and I remember that he used to get very brown in the summer when working in his garden. My Dad too, even tho he's not so much of an outdoor guy, since he and my Mom have moved to Florida, is brown as a berry.
Then of course there's my poor Mom with her fair English complexion, who will burn under a 20 watt lightbulb. Her Dad, my Grandfather Cook, was a farmer all his life and was unfortunate enough to be very fair and sandy haired. I don't know how he stood himself, I guess long sleeves and a broad brimmed hat were the order of the day.
I don't know where all these musings are leading except perhaps to say that while I am vigilant about observing for suspicious skin problems, I think it can't be good to constantly be smearing yourself with high SPF sunblock so that you are white as a sheet all year round. I certainly see enough people that look like that at Pennsic, they look like they've been let out of their tombs on a two week pass. I just wonder what that is doing to your system and your natural uptake of vitamin D.
Not that I've tried particularly to cultivate it, it just happens when I'm out in the sun. When Jdulac and I first got together several times he was convinced that I was going to be in unending agony from sunburn only to have me turn brown in a day or so.
I'm so thankful I take after my Dad's side of the family in this regard, specifically my Grandfather Pearson and my Swedish kin. Grampa Pearson was a great gardener and I remember that he used to get very brown in the summer when working in his garden. My Dad too, even tho he's not so much of an outdoor guy, since he and my Mom have moved to Florida, is brown as a berry.
Then of course there's my poor Mom with her fair English complexion, who will burn under a 20 watt lightbulb. Her Dad, my Grandfather Cook, was a farmer all his life and was unfortunate enough to be very fair and sandy haired. I don't know how he stood himself, I guess long sleeves and a broad brimmed hat were the order of the day.
I don't know where all these musings are leading except perhaps to say that while I am vigilant about observing for suspicious skin problems, I think it can't be good to constantly be smearing yourself with high SPF sunblock so that you are white as a sheet all year round. I certainly see enough people that look like that at Pennsic, they look like they've been let out of their tombs on a two week pass. I just wonder what that is doing to your system and your natural uptake of vitamin D.