This weekend, despite not really liking sand, direct sunlight, and salt water, I went to the beach with my friends.  What can I say?  I’m a sucker for peer pressure.  I had an amazing time, but because I try my hardest to avoid wrinkles and sunburns, this is how I looked from pretty much sunrise to sundown.  I’m seriously serious about sun protection and seriously not about looking cool.

And yeah, of course my friends made fun of me for this get-up, but here’s what I have to say to those who mock me:  Who’s going to be laughing when we’re 48, at your second wedding, I’m on the dance floor with the other members of the singles table who are your new nineteen-year-old stepson and his freshman hall buddies, and they say to me “Mrs. Kraut, we’d never be able to tell how old you were if you weren’t such an incredibly dorky dancer.”  And then I say “It’s Miss Kraut, boys!” and hit the sprinkler like it’s never been hit before.  Who’s going to be laughing then, I ask you, who?