Yesterday, my beloved man spent nine hours roofing. On the roof. In the sun. The roof, he reports, was reflective.
He came home looking like a lobster, poor dear.
Nine hours! ROOFING! IN THIS HEAT!!!
Yesterday, my beloved man spent nine hours roofing. On the roof. In the sun. The roof, he reports, was reflective.
He came home looking like a lobster, poor dear.
Nine hours! ROOFING! IN THIS HEAT!!!
Jeez… I gardened for two and a half hours yesterday and thought THAT was bad, but NINE hours. On a roof. And let me guess, no sun block. Hope you have lots of aloe for your redhead, Mush!
Nope, no sunblock. I’m thinking of having him hermetically sealed. Snort!
Just the thought of that sunburn makes me whooozy. I think I’ll go throw up now.
Hermetically sealed… LMFAO!!