My Summer Bummers
29 May
Fun in the sun isn’t always fun. A day at the beach can be more misery than merriment. And now they tell us sunscreen gives us cancer? Ain’t that sweet 
My 15 summer bummers… What are yours?
1. Swimsuit wardrobe malfunction when faking bravado on the Boogie Board
2. Sunburn on private parts
3. Younger, slimmer, and obviously richer women donning floss bikinis, spray tans, and serious diamond earrings
4. Being buried in bacteria filthy, crab infested, scalding sand for the amusement and photo opp pleasure of loved ones
5. People who use “summer” as a verb, but not “budget” as a verb
6. A plethora of hideous tattoos scribbled on every hairy limb like graffiti on a sunset
7. Blowing up that darn beach ball, feeling dizzy, maybe it’s a stroke
8. That skanky fish smell that blows off the stagnant bay
9. Jellyfish who stalk just you
10. Kids who whine “I’m bored” because you’re not entertaining them 24-7
11. Dutifully applying and reapplying sunscreen only to find out it causes skin cancer – classic example of “Damn if you do, damn if you don’t!”
12. Joggers impervious to triple digit temperatures
13. Gnats in my mojito
14. Listening to perfectly nice folks mispronounce “mojito”
15. Shark attacks, guaranteed to spoil the mood!
Sharing is caring. WHAT ARE YOUR SUMMER BUMMERS?
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Not only that sunscreen may possibly be harmful, but according to a recent report we don’t apply nearly enough of said harmful product to provide sufficient sun protection. . . HUH???
After spending the last three days on the beach at Cape May, New Jersey, I have come inexorably to the conclusion that bikinis and other revealing types of swimwear should not be worn by most women past the age of thirty.
A tiny Speedo and a humongous beer belly on a guy can be disturbing, too. Also on a woman, I suppose!
No air conditioning.
Absolutely!!!
No more summer club softball games and weekends spent with my darling daughter who is graduating high school in a few weeks.
Ahhh! Congratulations to your darling daughter. Enjoy the moment.
Pour me a Mageeto and hand me that cancer causing suntan lotion! Let’s get some summer up in here!
I love all your summer bummers, Barb.
My summer bummer is having to sit outside in the hot sun at a nice restaurant with the wind blowing the food off my plate just cause someone in the group worships the sun god. Ever hear of AC? That’s what summer is about…staying cool and comfortable indoors. After all, we don’t live in a third world country!
Ha! We don’t live in a third world country YET!
Ah, Barb. I hate gnats in my mojito, too.
Great list.
My bummer: being born a red-head and having to cover up and sit in the shade when all the other kids were wearing swimsuits and playing at water’s edge. And, I still have to visit the dermatologist twice a year.
Sharon, I sympathize. Redheads so easily burn, yet I bet – otherwise – it’s fun to be a redhead!
You had me at gnats in my mojito.
Ok, a number of years ago I was sent to a tropical paradise for three months (all courtesy of Uncle Sam). I lived in a bamboo house (two stories high) which I had built, swam with dolphins, giant manta rays, sojourned with monkeys, and even worked a bit, too. My last day went like this: I was chased up a palm tree by a crocodile, chased onto a small island by a reef shark, and the helicopter transporting me back to my ship crashed…on the ship.
There were no mojitos to greet me. That’s the bummer.
Great story, Tim!