Funkified!

I believe that I do suffer from “Funkification” every once in awhile. It happens sometimes from being cooped up in the winter. Sometimes I think I just miss having an adult conversation. My cure is an outing with the chickie-poo’s. It does a body (and mind) good just getting around other women. And undoubtedly…we will have a good belly laugh along the way! If an outing isn’t possible, then doing a project is my other cure. Having a laugh or that creative outlet cures the funk!