I have pneumonia, which means I will not be able to go with my dear friend Elizabeth to see David Sedaris speak tomorrow evening. I am heartbroken on several levels. It's been months since I've done anything FUN. Literally. Months. Two. I'm tired of sick. I'm tired of, well, tired. I'm hoping April will be better than the suckhole that was March. The good news is that Nan's allergy panel came back negative-- nothing to worry about there. And she's definitely on the mend, with just the occasional cough. It's starting to warm up outside. Maybe that will usher the funk out of my house.