I Can't Help Myself

I was fortunate enough to spend several days in Arizona last week and, although I didn’t much like it, managed to practice what I preach and spend a sun-safe holiday in the desert. My walking and lap swimming took place before 9 a.m. I booked a 7 a.m. tee time (on a snazzy course that was way too expensive for a guy whose USGA handicap index comes with a parking sticker) and still played in a UPF-50 long-sleeved golf shirt and slacks ensemble. My poolside time was spent under an umbrella. (Picture a white whale lounging on a deck chair.) I did take a midday mountain bike ride in shorts and a t-shirt (and no squirrelly bike helmet, thank you very much) but I was dutifully well-coated in sunscreen. But, truth be told, I was longing all the while to bask in the sun and lose my phosphorescent white sheen. Oy.

Until next time, I’ll sign off with a love song to my lost love the Sun, to the tune of The Four Tops' “I Can’t Help Myself”…



Sugar pie honey bunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself
I love you and nobody else
In and out my life
You come and you go
Leaving just your cancer behind
And I kicked it a thousand times

When you snap your fingers
Or wink your eye
I come a running to you
I'm tied to you, baby
And there's nothing I can do
Ooh, cant' help myself, no I can't help myself, come

Sugar pie honey bunch
I'm weaker than a man should be
I can't help myself
I'm a fool in love you see
Want to tell you I don't love you
Tell you that we're through
And I've tried
But every time I see your face
I get up all choked up inside

When I call your name, Sol
It starts the flame burning in my heart
Tearin' it all apart
No matter how I try
My love I cannot hide

Sugar pie honey bunch
You now that I'm weak for you
I can't help myself
I love you and nobody else

Sugar pie honey bunch
I'll do anything you ask me to
I can't help myself
I want you and nobody else

Sugar pie honey bunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself
No I can help myself
Sugar pie honey bunch