–Not that you’d get the reference. I just recently encountered the whole “lobsters mate for life” spiel on this indier-than-thou website selling indie products made by super indie people. See, I’m just assuming you’re not indie enough. JK! Anyhoo, so this indie craft site featured charm necklaces in the shape of - wait for it - LOBSTERS to represent the everlasting quality of a couple’s relationship.
I thought it was sickeningly cute, so when a bunch of my galpals and I got together for a sleepover, I pitched the idea of lobster necklaces to commemorate our years and [future] years of [completely platonic] friendship. Result?
SHRINKY DINK LOBSTERS!!! And we didn’t stop there…
{If you had refer to the Wikipedia article to figure out what Shinky Dinks are, you didn’t have a childhood. It’s okay though, I didn’t really have one either. All I did was read books all day. As a result, Pop culture references before the 21st century are lost on me.}
Keep in mind that these things are tiny, thus the detail afforded by shrinking a piece of plastic down to one third its size is astonishing. One more of these babies in [oven] action:
Another [much more recent and apt] reason for the crazy title of this post? I went to Schlitterbahn yesterday. You know those stupid scream-inclined girls in horror movies who walk TOWARD the ominous thumping sounds/maniacal laughter/screeching sawing noises behind the darkened closed doors? I felt like one as I drove my entire family toward the coast with signs reading, “STORM DEVELOPING IN GULF; FILL UP YOUR TANK.” Thankfully, Galveston Island, where the waterpark was located, was resilient to the toddling Tropical Storm Edouard’s efforts. We experienced mild breezes, lazy man-made rivers, and - alas - full on sunshine. You know where I’m headed with this one.
My nose is completely pink. There is a very prominent sunglasses tan at which young children point and laugh. It hurts to smile, and yet, every time I glance at the mirror, I can’t help but grin.
Lesson to the wise: Don’t ever underestimate the power of the sun–not even with an impending tropical storm; it’s the source of life, Vitamin D, and agonizing sunburns.
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