The sun, that orange sphere in the sky upon which all life depends, has effectively disappeared from the Pacific Northwest. This weekend I eagerly awaited its return, only to be disappointed (again) by three days of doom and gloom. I'm not exactly on the verge of being hospitalized. But let's just say my Seasonal Affect Disorder is raging. And all I want to do right now is curl up in front of a sun lamp and gobble tablets of Vitamin D. Can someone please help me? Mom? Mother Nature? Obama?