Tropical Catalina

We are getting snow. Lots of snow! The first significant snow of the winter. So, what would any normal person do when their work day and extra commitments were finished? That's right, attempt to go tanning!

Since the snow was falling pretty hard, and the roads were a little slick, I decided to stop at the first tanning place I saw, rather than the place I normally patron when tanning. I have not really been tanning much lately, but the cold weather, the paleness, and the anticipation of seeing Jeff has made me itch for that bronzed skin look. I get dark fairly quick, so it would only take a trip or two. So, as I passed this hotel and saw these neon lights beyond, I knew I had hit the jackpot!

The sign ahead said "Tropical Catalina." Obviously a very fitting name for a tanning place! Sounds like a Spanish tanning place, doesn't it? There were lots of cars in the parking lot, so I figured this must be a popular place. Boy, was I ever right! When I sloshed through the door, it took a second to hit me that this was no tanning salon. It was a bar! Not sure exactly, but it seemed to be a bar that had some hanky panky going on behind the scenes. I was looked at awfully funny and decided to make a quick exit. Apparently "Tropical Catalina" is NOT a tanning place!

When I got in my car to leave, it hit me, people don't go tanning when it snows. They go to a bar to drink away their sorrows. I am an idiot! I didn't let this hinder my spirit however! I made sure to lock my doors as I left and made my way to the tanning salon that I feel comfortable at, Total Tan. Here, I know what to expect when I walk in the door. The only real surprise you can get at Total Tan is if your name is chosen to win a free month of tanning. A nice surprise. Not one that will shock your heart so much it takes 10 years off of your life.

Anyways, I survived my little mishap. If I get to see Jeff this weekend, which I am praying I do, I will at least have a little color to me.