Grrr... I am so annoyed. I have the week off because we have a plant
sutdown for July 4th, and courtesy of the bonus they gave us a week or so ago, I
decided to really treat myself. I am scheduled to visit a local day spa today for
a sugar scrub (body skin exfoliation), a deep-tissue massage, a facial, and a
pedicure. I've been looking forward to all this with great anticipation. And what
do I go and do to myself on Saturday? I apply sunscreen without being careful
enough to get it everywhere and so I now have spots of sunburn. They're not bad
sunburn, mind you, since it was cloudy most of the day. I can touch them without
excruciating pain but they will not be fun to be massaged on. With luck the
masseuse (and the sguar-scrubber) will be able to work around
them.
Still, if minor annoyances and ironies are the story of my
life, I can at least be grateful to avoid the major ones. One rower, stuck in a
traffic am while returning on Saturday night, wandered off into the desert for
unknown reasons (like maybe, finding a quiet spot away from all the other people
thinking to make a pit stop during the traffic jam), fell off a 6' high culvert,
and broke his hip and a wrist. They're replacing the hip joint today. It's enough
to make me feel I should be cherishing my minor annoyances.
We
didn't find out about his mishap until this morning, since we didn't come home
until last night. It was a fairly enjoyable weekend otherwise. I wasn't thrilled
about coming last (of three) in both of my races, but at least I rowed well and
didn't really do anything wrong. It's just that everyone else rowed well faster.
I really should try out some other sports where my size wouldn't be such a
disadvantage. The competition was a bit harder than I expected. Rudder won only
one medal, in his double with She-Hulk. Poor boy had five (!) races: heat and
final in his single, heat and final in the mixed double, and a double race with
another guy. After the race, we had a nice Thai dinner with a friend from one of
my lists who showed up in what she referred to as her "Professor McGonagall hat",
then breakfast and a walk on the beasch Sunday with She-Hulk and her son and his
girlfriend. The two teenagers also kept us entertained most of the weekend -- and
even helped out in spots. We derigged this morning (because it as far too hot last
night) then I was able to take a nice leisurely row, which I've have enjoyed far
more at about 20 degrees cooler.