I have not yet grown tired of tooling around town in my adorable and oh-so-sexy Mini Convertible. The weather this weekend was quite perfect for running errands with the top down. Sunshine and cool breezes make for one Happy Laurie. But I have discovered a drawback to these wonderful Spring days. I now have a
seatbelt-shaped sunburn across my chest. Two rosy-red patches divided by a three-inch-wide diagonal swath of palest white that cuts right across my clavicle. I would post pictures, but this is a (mostly) family-friendly blog.
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It is perfect weather for convertibles here in Houston right now. I laugh when I hear somebody say "Houston isn't a great city for convertibles." I can see what they're saying, in that it isn't Sandy Eggo, but it's a little-known fact that the A/C will still run when the top is down. I just run it through the floorboard vents and smile.
My first convertible was an '81 Rabbit back in college. When it ran, it was great. I do remember a similar sunburn story. I was driving home to Ohio for the summer and it was a beautiful May day. At the Louisiana border, I stopped and put the top down. And, being a guy, and being in reasonably good college-student shape at the time, I took my shirt off and motored on. When I got to Mississippi, it was about to rain, so I put the top up and the shirt back on. When I stopped for the night in Tuscaloosa and got ready for bed, I realized I'd worn my seatbelt. Lest I be accused of being a crossing guard, I kept my shirt on at the public pool until I had time even out my tan at home.
That's a great story. :)
'Sandy Eggo'...took me about 10 seconds and then the aha! moment came.
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