So I have finally hit upon it – a diagnosis for my mystifying funk here in the land of paradise. Most people get Seasonal Affective Disorder (S.A.D.) in places with very few sunny days. Not me. I have Sunshine Affective Disorder.
We had our first Swamp Romp meeting yesterday, and it was fun to meet other ladies who are into doing crazy things. Our team name will likely be “Dirty Divas” unless we get any better suggestions. Any ideas from the peanut gallery?
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People in WA were totally nuts about fireworks, so we thought we were well-prepared for New Year’s Eve here. We were wrong.