summer is squarely here, though i suppose technically it's still 13 days away. i think overnight it maybe, maybe, got down to 80. saturday afternoon at softball practice is was hot, terribly hot. we soldiered on. i turned pink, as i am wont to do in the heat and sun. it generally tones down.
but generally.
not saturday. i radiated heat all night long. at brunch yesterday, someone exclaimed, loudly (louder than necessary, really), "girl, you are burned!" and i could not argue. it was the kind of sunburn i got years and years ago, when tanning sans sunblock was all the rage (thanks, 1980s).
and speaking of the 1980s, we revisited valley girl on friday night. the highlights:
- nicholas cage's eagle-shaped chest hair!
- the soundtrack - hello the Plimsouls and Josie Cotton!
- the clothes - tight jeans, skinny headbands worn on foreheads, stripes!
- the vocab - like totally for sure! gag me!
- She's cool. He's hot. She's from the Valley. He's not.
- Life in the valley: Hair, clothes, and attitude.
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