pinkhairthing

I made a terminology gaffe. When in Door County, we suffer from doorcolepsy. Well, not really suffer, but it is the uncontrollable waves of sleep that hit you in Door Co., usually in the midst of a n activity, such as swimming, talking, walking, eating, or reading. Suddenly, your head is is the mashed potatoes or whatever, and you CAN NOT wake up for at least 2 hours. But it is a sleep so glorious, so lovely, dark, and deep, that you awake refreshed, renewed, altered, and of course, ravenous. Yes, my friends, Doorcolepsy os the best affliction. and now, it raineth upon my return. welcome home.