Beach Confidence...now where did I put that? I always leave it next to my kaftan ...someone has used it and not put it back!
2 January 2009
I'm a fairly organised person. When I need to stock up the pantry staples, I always buy 2, one for immediate use and the other, for emergency back up...you know, when you go to use it and suddenly realise it's out of stock! So Beach Confidence is not something that I like to run out of and usually have an emergency stash at hand.
Went to go to the beach the other day (such fantastic weather I must say), topped my 'always-ready-to-go' beach bag with a fresh towel, went to put on my togs and slap on the sunscreen, dab on my Beach Confidence when I noticed it was gone! I was sure that I'd put it in the zip pocket of my beach bag but I'm not too proud or naive to admit that on occassion, I fail to be right and do forget a thing or two...some days worse than others (hormones of course, always the hormones).
And it's not that I always put it on before going to the beach, but after I felt like the indulgences of Christmas were starting to take hold of my mid section, I thought I'd smeer on a smidge just to give me a bit of a lift before baring most on the beach to a hundred complete strangers.
This stuff is gold, and so very hard to come by so I started to whip myself up into a 'who's used my Beach Confidence and not put it back!' frenzy when my husband yells out 'You're what?',
'My Beach Confidence!'
'What does it look like?'
'Gold tube with a diamante lid...I always keep it in my beach bag.'
'Oh, I know Mum, I saw it...here it is.'
'What's it doing there?'
'Ummm, I ran out of glue to do my paper stickings with the other day and used it'
'Why my expensive Beach Confidence? Why? and how did you know where to find it?'
'You use it all the time to stick yourself back together...I've seen you...and it's really pretty.'
'Oh for goodness sake! Can you NOT use my stuff PLEASE, and if you do, put it back where you found it. Now where am I suppose to get more of this from today, the shops are shut and I really wanted to use it?!'.
Silence for an eternal 10 seconds.
'Sorry Mum...I love you Mum.' and with that I threw on my trusty kaftan, picked up my bag and we all went to the beach...mid section and all.
Until next time.
H.G.
xx
