... when I wake up with a headache.

Coffee didn't touch it, so I'm thinking it's stress-related.

... or I've been on some strange dream trip.

... or maybe I'm being slowly poisoned by carbon monoxide in my home.

... or maybe it's just this damn weather.

I was keeping my sense of humor about it -- taking the high road, but c'mon now, enough is enough. I lost it on Easter Sunday morning when the girls were kicking through 5 inches of snow in their sandals and sundresses.

Was it irresponsible for me to by sandals and sundresses for the girls to wear in Erie in April? Quite possibly, but...never did I think they'd need snow pants and boots.

Dan's family wanted to go sledding before Easter dinner. I refused to have any part of it. No more sleds. No more snowpants. No more "playing" in it. I'm done. I'm not even going to pretend I can handle this snow anymore.