I have been in a weird funk the last couple of days... I've felt really tired and I've wanted to eat everything in sight. My immediate thought is "Omigosh, I'm pregnant!" but it's more likely that I'm about to come down with a cold and my mind and body are rebelling from dieting. I had a nice, healthy breakfast yesterday morning, but then when I passed Chick-fil-a on the way to work, my Jeep just pulled into the drive-thru and I was forced to order a chicken biscuit.

April is shaping up to be a really busy month. We have a ballet here this weekend, then Easter, then another ballet in Tulsa... plus, baby Will could show up any time. He's not due for another month, but we're all on pins and needles for Beth to call and tell us she's in labor. Mom had all of us early... maybe that's hereditary? I sure hope Beth's lack of morning sickness is a hereditary trait I receive.

And I also need to clean and do some laundry. I should do that tonight. If I'm not too busy sitting on my butt or eating.