Goodbye White Beach, Hello White Snow

I am currently mourning the end of spring break and nursing multiple sun burns. Vacation was great, but somehow I ended up being the only one who looked like a lobster. Sometimes I feel like I should come with one of those tags that plants have, the ones that say how much sun they can have. Mine tag would probably carry instructions not to leave me in direct sunlight for extended periods of time. It turns out that two hours is enough to get fried, but only in select spots. Despite the fact that aloe is my new best friend, I am definately not ready for break to be over.