For the life of me, I couldn’t find any sunscreen in any grocery store that had an SPF of less than 30. I already had some of that, and anything with a higher SPF is a marketing gimmick. I wanted SPF 4, because the old stuff I had of that caliber was so old that it came out of the squeeze bottle like milk instead of lotion. I don’t need anything more than 8, even in late Spring, when the sun first emerges in earnest. I tan like crazy, as a rule, and haven’t gotten sunburned in over 30 years — not even on the golf course. Nobody wants to fry in the sun, but getting enough to kick up your vitamin D production, so you can metabolize calcium properly is not a bad thing.
Soooooooo, I ordered some Banana Boat SPF4 waterproof spray online. It arrived today. Yesterday, my other half, who knew I wanted some, came home with a squeeze bottle of Hawaiian Tropic SPF4 lotion. He found it at WalMart, of all places, when he went to find an oil filter. I paid him back for it, as he does me, when I pick up something only he’s going to use.
Suddenly, I’m up to my eyeballs in SPF4 sunscreen. Oh, well. At least I’ll have enough to last for the next decade, or more. The creamy lotion version is good for maybe five years before the thickener breaks down, and the spray version doesn’t really die, kinda like 1960s conventional hard contact lenses.
I probably can get away with no sunscreen for half an hour hunting and picking through our veggie garden, but I sure do need it poolside, whether I’m adjusting chemicals, vacuuming the bottom, or floating around on a lounge chair with a cool beverage in the holder. I wouldn’t be doing any of that if it wasn’t sunny.