My first rite of spring has passed - I have a sunburn on my forehead, nose and cheeks. It's really sad that I can't seem to remember that I need to protect my pasty self from the sun for the first couple of weeks I'm out in it. I've been prone to getting a red mask of Zorro ever since my family vacationed in Florida when I was 6 and I burned from the reflection off the white sand. At least this burn means that the sun is out. Even though I can't really go out in it.