Sunburn Central

It finally happened - too damn long in the sun. Give me about four hours in the direct sun with no relief and I'll start to burn a bit. I'm a little red, though not bad. I want some ice, though, that's for sure. It's been a while since I had an honest-to-God sunburn. Since I went to Idaho, actually. Teach me to sit in a beach chair for four hours by the pool. Ugh. That one was infinitely worse than this.
This is a bit red, but ironically, the side that is redder was the side not in direct sunlight and the one that hurts less.

The other shoulder (direct sun) burns a bit more, but it's only a slight annoyance. I figure a nice cool shower will cool me down some. By the way, for those who haven't seen it, that's my new haircut, ala Jadah.

So, the reason I was in the sun! I actually went downtown today and shopped for many, many hours, though all I got was one small present for my girlfriend, who is going to have to wait to get it, because it's HEAVY. It's pretty though! I looked everywhere for this artist my parents want jewelry from - Jeff Largo - but came up empty handed. I guess this just means more ventures forth to the wild Downtown Santa Fe! I definitely had fun, though, and got to eat at a local stop called The Shed. Phenom. So good. Mmm... Enchiladas on a blue corn tortilla. That's heaven. I also realized that I really like the attitude here: It's a lot like Alaska! But I also learned that I am probably ruined for anywhere on the East Coast - my mentality is way too off for it. I think dressing for working at a school is casual wear - blue jeans, t-shirt. That's what they do in Alaska! Apparently not elsewhere, and I keep having to remind myself of that. I got this tidbit over lunch when the girls I was with (powerwalkers, by the way, are hard to keep up with when casually shopping!) were complaining about the clothes they had to wear to work. Heels?! What?! I think NOT!