It must be May because I got my first sunburn of the season.
You’d think I could remember from year to year that my tender winter-wrapped skin needs a bit of babying every spring. But you’d be wrong.
In my defense, I had to get up at the crack of early on a Saturday — I KNOW! — for a morning meeting, then I rushed home to a weedy field to watch my husband play in a vintage base ball game. (Parenthetically, this was oodles of fun. Think Civil War Re-enactors meets College Fraternity. Everything inside the baseline had to be from the era around 1870 which meant drinking from flasks, no strike zones, and colorful language. My favorite exclamation is “Flapdoodle!” which I use all the time now, and probably incorrectly. Check out the Vintage Base Ball Association to join or find games in your area.)
At any rate, the sunscreen was forgotten and I got a sunburn on my face and chest. (Note to self — don’t wear the chunky necklace when you’ll be out in the sun. It makes for a really interesting design.)
But I had recently blogged about the benefits of coconut oil and remembered — I KNOW! — that Dr Oz said he liked its skin healing properties. So I’ve been slathering it on. Guess what? No peeling and the sunburn is gone!
I know I’ve done damage to the invisible layers of my skin by stupidly getting a sunburn, but at least I don’t have to be reminded of it by sloughing off layers of dead skin. And maybe there was even a bit of healing going on, but I’m not banking on that.
The coconut oil I use looks similar to lard in the container. But when you rub in a teensy bit it feels very silky. I didn’t put any on if I was in public because I figured it would look greasy, but while I was puttering around every morning and sitting around every evening I smoothed some on.
I’m not going to say it’s a miracle cure or anything, but it sure worked well this time. I don’t intend to get another sunburn in the near future, but let’s face it, I probably will next spring sometime. You’ll know because you’ll hear me yell, “Oh, flapdoodle!”
Do you want to play vintage base ball? Are you careful in the sun? In what circumstance do you see yourself using the word ‘flapdoodle’? Will you be willing to slather coconut oil on yourself the next time you get a sunburn?
NOTE: I’ve turned the comments off on this post. For some reason this one draws a ton of spam. I guess spam goes well with coconut oil!