Worst sunburn lines ever…
May 5, 2008 at 4:50 pm | In Uncategorized | 9 CommentsWow what a weekend. It was one of those where maybe I should have drank a whole lot more because I would’ve felt better about it, but I didn’t, so why question things now. I can’t go back and change it…even though Goodness knows I wish I could take back the last week. Anyways, here goes nothing.
I barely slept last week because my mind wouldn’t stop. So by the time the show ended on Friday I was ready to pass out. I find comfort in sitting by my pool because there is a water wall and little fountains that have a calming effect on my mind. So I went out there and ended up falling asleep for an hour and a half. I’m so stupid. I wore shorts and a white tank top that left absolutely the worst tan lines imaginable. The tag was sticking up on my shorts and left a bad burn line. Go to the homepage at kiddlive.com to see the picture. It’s bad. And I’m not fat in the picture…I’m SWOLLEN.
Friday night was the morning show night out. It’s funny because Big Al made me cry when we were trying to plan it all. I asked him if he wanted to tailgate and his response was “will _____ be there?” That’s all I needed for a little in studio meltdown. I was laughing trying to find the humor in the fact that I was also crying, but the two didn’t mix very well. So I looked like a stupid idiot for the third day in a row. The day before was a rough one because all of the stuff I said I wouldn’t talk about had just happened and as soon as I get in my car I hear the song “Whatever it Takes” by Lifehouse. There are two songs that could have been on the radio and cause the reaction I got when I heard this. That song and “No Air.” And as random as it is and as few times as I’ve heard that Lifehouse song on the radio I swore that God wanted me to cry. He got his wish.
We had a pretty OK time on Friday night, but I also realized that Al has no game at all. It’s SAD. He worked so hard to get these girls to show some interest in him, but it wasn’t happening. In fact I was sure that the two were more than friends. After reading the texts that they exchanged afterwards I’m not so sure, but it certainly seemed that way at the time. When they buy a shot for me and then offer to take me home…seems like things could’ve been questionable. I didn’t go because that would have been the worst thing I could have done regardless of what they meant by take me home. So I went home and drowned my sorrows in Jack in the Box tacos. I think I threw them up as I did every meal since Wednesday, but whatever. It was good going down.
Saturday was kicked off with drunk kickball. I suck at kickball and that may be a good thing since you had to chug everytime you made it to second. I think I made it twice at the most. And when I did get on baser they would throw a beer right in my face. Beer in the eyes doesn’t feel very good. It was awful. I slid into second base one time and got scratches and burns in the worst spots. It still hurts. I’m pretty sure that by the end of the game I was covered in enough beer that you could have easily gotten drunk had you licked me. No joke. And to make things worse I had every intention of going home and showering, but instead Keith took me through the drive thru and I ate and passed out. There was no showering for me before we went to Kelly Chesney.
I think I have figured out what I need to do to make a lot of money fast. Buy a field near a place that has concert and sporting events and stuff like that. It’s beyond me how they can charge $20 to park in a field with no pavement. Not only is there no pavement, but it’s got more ruts and holes and places with the potential to get stuck than anyplace I’ve ever driven my piece of crap little car. I was sure that I was going to have to somehow be pulled out from getting stuck before I finally did park. But if it’s legal to charge this much to park in completely unkempt field…I’m missing out.
Yesterday was spent at mom and dad’s because I’ve not been over there very much. Mom made chicken salad because it’s my favorite. I took a nap and played with the dogs. My everything was swollen from falling asleep at the pool on Friday and getting mega burned then drinking on Saturday. Not a good combination, but it’s what I had so I dealt with it.
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Aw Shannon! Do you think you are rushing into relationships too soon? And have too high expectations? I know breakups are painful but you seem to take them extremely bad, like you breakdown. I’m sorry for your pain and hope you can find a way to not let these disappointments mess you up so bad. You’re a great person with a lot to offer so just focus on the positives about yourself. And you are NOT fat! Or swollen in that picture. I was thinking “I sure would like to have her figure”. I think the word of the day should be “EMPOWERMENT”. How you get to feeling better soon!
Comment by Molly — May 5, 2008 #
Ugh, I type too fast…”hope” you get to feeling better soon!…LOL
Comment by Molly — May 5, 2008 #
Hey I hated the $20 parking too. Just go down Main Street a little further to the downtown area (like a block more walking) and park on the street for free.
Comment by sb — May 5, 2008 #
shanon,
glad you’re posting again! you really are the best on the show!! i wish things were going better for you, but i’m not going to tell you what to do or how to feel! just know there are people out here that have your back!!
hope all is well soon! …and, OUCH!! take care of that sunburn girlie!!!
Comment by jen — May 5, 2008 #
First let me just say ouch. Ok,now I have just one question. How many ppl have poked you to see if it hurts,lol? Call me a sadist but I would have to poke you,lmao (wrong I know).
Comment by NorthrnLights — May 6, 2008 #
Girl, when I was living in Italy, I realized the sun on the Mediterranean was a lot harsher than the Texas Panhandle sun….. no ocean to bounce off of. So, “when in Rome”…. we went topless one day. Let’s just say, after months of sunbathing in a two piece, I had the whitest ta-ta’s ever. I ended up with the worst sunburn of my life…. and the worst part was on the never-been-exposed-to-the-sun ta-ta’s. I feel ya.
I even got sick. Sun poisoning I guess.
Drink lots of water, use aloe-vera, and rest. Or if you’re taking the advice of an old Italian lady having pity on you at the busstop like you’re some kind of freak, eat lots of chicken soup.
Comment by Jen — May 6, 2008 #
Oh Shannon, one more thing: What?!? Seriously, what?!? You said you look fat in the sunburn pic and that it’s swelling. OMG! Honestly, when I saw the photo, my first thought was that the camera must have been at a funky angle or something because I thought your waist looked very tiny.
Comment by Jen — May 6, 2008 #
Shannon,
It sounds like you are going through a genuinely difficult time. I wish I had some bit of sage wisdom to offer you that would help. There is nothing wrong with shedding tears when you hurt inside. Hang in there.
Comment by Brent — May 6, 2008 #
I know that you are not going to listen to me or anyone else because you are a human and that’s what we do – keep doing things “our” way and wondering why they turn out the same – but just for kicks I am going to tell you what I think about your situation. I have said this before – you are NEVER going to be any good in ANY relationship unitl you are happy with yourself. I know that sometimes you think you are happy with yourself, but Shannon, really your moods are very erratic. I am NOT saying this to hurt your feelings AT ALL, but I really think that you should talk to your doctor and see about something to help “even out” your moods. You dont want to (“cant”) blog about certain things in your life, yet you elude to them ALL THE TIME. I really think that you are crying out for attention CONSTANTLY and at some point in your life you have to grow up and stop that. I really truely am not saying these things to be hurtful. They may sound harsh, but I have been there before so I am trying to be honest with you. You are responsible for your own happiness. You have to take responsibility for your life. You can keep whining and making excuses or you can make a plan and get some results. It is ok to ask for help.
Comment by Dana — May 7, 2008 #