|I wish I had a fan I could carry|
around with me all the
time (but wouldn't make me
I can't tell you the last time I blow dried my hair until it was completely dry. I usually get about halfway through (on the cool setting, mind you) and then have to take a break. I am then forced to wait until I have cooled off/ stopped sweating sufficiently enough to put on my make-up. Once done with make-up, I have to flee the bathroom (which is still warm from my shower) to cool off again. Third trip into the bathroom is to dry my hair a little more (still not all the way) and then pat dry my face and put some powder on to get rid of the sheen of sweat already forming. Do you see why I can't get anywhere on time? God forbid The Party has to be in the bathroom getting ready too.
So now that you see where I am in the temperature department, let me tell you about the trip I just took with my friend LG. To Florida. Where it's hot and humid. And even when it's not hot, it's kind of humid. And let me start by telling you that LG never seems to be hot or sweaty (but I love her anyway).
As I mentioned last week, LG and I were going to Florida to visit her mom. Her mother lives in a beautiful beach area in a gorgeous golf course development. We had a lovely visit and lots of fun. We sat on the big screened-in porch in the afternoons reading and drinking wine. This was in between lunches and dinners out. Really, there is nothing to complain about except that I was pretty much "glowing" the entire trip.
|One of LG's|
Next we hear the announcement at the gate that we need our boarding passes, but can now put away our IDs, just like they always say. Oh yeah, that's not what they said this time. As we are trying to get on the plane a TSA person is checking IDs. I'm hot, carrying a bunch of stuff and now have to put it all down and get my license back out. The guard, seeing this is going to be a production, sighs at us with disgust and says "just go" and moves onto the next person. So pretty much, the way to get through phase two of security is to appear stupid and annoying.
For the first time in forever I am on a plane that is not full, so LG and I can spread out. I am finally feeling a little cooler as I can direct my own little blower right onto me. LG is now using her scarf as a shawl and has her fleece across her lap. She looks like an infirmed old lady who should be in a rocking chair (I am sorry LG, but you know it's true). Are we even on the same plane? How can she be cold?
We arrive in Florida. The weather is beautiful. Low 80s. At first I am very happy. Then I realize I am already starting to feel a little sweaty because of the humidity. Even indoors where there's air conditioning or fans, it seems to be humid. I pretty much spent 5 days trying to repair my hair and make-up and subtly pat sweat off my face with a tissue. I want to know what kind of make-up and hair products these women in Florida use, because not one person looked as bedraggled as I did. Everyone's hair and make-up remained fresh and lovely throughout the day. Even though LG never got hot, she at least had the decency to have humidity-ridden hair like me.
|What I felt like doing to|
Party after he "helped"
me with the Healthy