What is wrong with your legs

Today I wore a skirt to work and somebody said, what is wrong with your legs. Well it is sort of a long story and it all begins with a beach house.

This is the awesome crew that came to the beach house to celebrate graduation from dental and medical school. I had been looking forward to this vacation for weeks. Every time I had a rough day at work I would remind myself that in ___ Days I would be sunning my self on the beach and hanging out with great friends. I had even fantasized about how I could dig a hole in the sand and get to lie down on my stomach. Well two days before the trip I was informed that the forecast was for rain every single day. I tried to shake it off and remind myself that I still could relax in the beach house. I was telling one of my coworkers about it and when I told her there would be 16 adults and 16 kids (under the age of 6), she didn't seem so sure of the relaxation of the event.

I will admit that I started to fret, just a touch, but as soon as we got there and started to hang out with friends, chatting and playing games I knew it was going to be great no matter what the weather was like, but there was still part of me longing for a tan.

We played games and Rich and I even got to try out the kinect on Xbox. It is amazing the kinds of things you will do if a video game tells you to. Normally if you asked me to stand up and do a solo dance in front of 15 friends I would definitely refuse, but not this time.

On Saturday I looked outside and saw all the girls hanging out in swimming suits and I debated putting mine on...for a few reasons, but mostly because weather.com said it was supposed to rain in one hour. I figured one hour would be worth is so I busted out the swim suit and plopped myself in the beach chair (trying to get out of one of these things without abdominal muscles is quite a feat)

Well 3 1/2 hours later I decided it might be a good idea to go in (okay in all honesty, it was just because the wind picked up and I got cold...I am not that responsible.)
I was so happy I had enjoyed the sunshine and warmth. Until that evening when a portion of my arms and legs were on fire. That night I even had a dream that I had shingles on my legs that were responsible for the pain.

I thought that it was only going to be sunny for one hour. I knew my upper legs would burn even in one hour, but I wasn't too worried about my lower legs. I know this is terrible (I should know better), but I didn't put any sun screen on my lower legs, I just kept thinking that it might be my only chance for a tan this summer (again, I do realize that tan=skin damage, but I am also vain) What I didn't realize is that having sand packed onto your legs can act as a natural sunscreen and create a very strange pattern. Serves me right. Now instead of having a bronze beautiful tan on my legs I have this bizarre disease like pattern and people ask me, "what is wrong with your legs?" Stupidity is the only fitting answer.

Just call us Katniss Everdeen

My MIL, Nancy, decided to take up to archery. She is really good and this Mother's day we went out and learned some SKILLS. It was a really fun thing to do for Mother's day.

Rich started and the string kept hitting his arm and was causing some bruising. So in true mother's day spirit his mom gave him her sweater to protect his fragile arm. I think he looks rather dashing in his mom's sweater.

Rich managed the impossible by shooting one arrow into the back of another. Quite amazing, but sadly it ruined the arrow.

Dickie took some good shots.

I decided to try my hand at it and...well, all I can say is that some of them hit some part of the target.
Then it was Mammie's turn. We were all a little nervous because she has a tremor and we weren't sure exactly where the arrow would end up. Luckily, none of us were harmed.

Okay, let's face it none of us are as good as Katniss Everdeen, but we had a blast.