Two things that will be the death of me by the end of today:
1.) All those Easter lilies. My allergies are staging a revolt. They're armed with muskets and are charging the walls of my sinuses.
2.) Eating my weight in Easter candy. I haven't had this much chocolate since that one Easter when Amanda and I went a teensy bit overboard with the baskets and ended the day lying in a pool of chocolate drool with green plastic grass stuck in our hair.