Day at the Beach – Pale Girl Problems
My husband and I recently had a day off and decided to spend a day at the beach. Please understand, I do not "beach" with the comfort and ease of most. On the other hand, Tim's family spent their weekends frolicking at the beach until they had their own pool. Then every weekend was a pool party. He and his sisters morphed into little sun-bleached, berry-brown fish every summer.  While I will never be a suntanned beach bunny (thank you for the freckles and pallor, Irish ancestors), I will do my best to assimilate.…