We Are Sick in the Head
I have diagnosed us with a special disorder called RIPD: Resort Initial Panic Disorder. Both times we’ve been to a beachy sort of resort together we have freaked out in some way, only later to find that everything is awesome and there are no problems.
My orange ribbon (I don’t think that’s taken) society will sell t-shirts that say “Don’t Get RIPD”, but I think some people will probably read that wrong.
Have a great sugar festival, everybody!