It's all the feather bed's fault!

I would LOVE to update about our weekend, but we fluffed the feather bed Sunday night and I just can't seem to get out of it! Once I finally drag myself out of bed for the second time each day, I have just enough time to make myself presentable for the portion of the day that requires me to run all over with the kids. Then when we return home, the bed is whimpering my name and I just hate to hear it sound so sad. Perhaps tonight I'll borrow Ciera's laptop and can really blog about the Easter preparations that have made me so tired, perhaps!