I was on my way to work this morning way before any decent person was up.  And I had a heart evaluation in my warm car.  Tasha your heart is cold, cold, cold today.

I am dead tired.  Today is speech meet day and my kids have been off the wall with excitement.  It is all I can do to hang onto my sanity, let alone my heart.

And what in the world is going on with this baby craving?  Hopefully nothing serious. But I would love to hold one.  One with warm, dark skin and big, heart stealing eyes.

Also, today I am done being good.  I would like to go out and do something shockingly big.  Something that is not the Miss B thing or the Tasha thing to do.  Like chop all of my hair off or buy a ticket to somewhere far away or wear lime green.  So there you go.

I am tired.

I am unreasonable.

And I am desperate for a sunny day with my bicycle.