Freebird gave me his cough. Just what I wanted. Now my chest is all sticky when I breathe, like it’s lined in velvet. YUCK.

If I get the crud, which is my special name for total-body bronchitis that makes it so hard to breathe I see stars in my peripheral vision if I walk too fast, I’m going to be really fucking pissed. 

I’d like to thank Janet Jackson for getting me through my workout this morning. I ran for 20 minutes - though I do have to stand on the siderails to drink water because otherwise I choke - and she helped me through the part where I was thinking, ‘You know, this is fucking difficult. I wanna stop.’ Janet can be my girl any time.

The best moment of my day yesterday: sitting on the sofa with Hubby, eating jello, no tv, no computers, kids in bed, while we talked about our day.

We’re both so busy right now, I have to remember that doing many things simultaneously together is not the same as being together. 

I’m going to be busier and busier for the next 6 weeks. Bring it on. So I can get through it all and go nap.

It’s going to be wonderful, the book release. I’m still looking at the whole idea as surreal, that I can’t really believe it’s happening. I am so fortunate.

And it is going to be a LOT of work.

Bang a gong. It is on.

It’s snowing.

WTF?

that is all.

Hi spring! Nice to see you!

1. There is nothing better than waking up on your own, and not being woken up by someone else. This is the best feeling in the universe.

2. There is also something to be said for warmth, and 60 degree weather makes me ridiculously happy right now.

3. I’m in the middle of reading a series so good I started over reading book 1 so I could enjoy it more the second time. *BLISS*

It is against the law from this day forward for there to be a thunderstorm the Monday after Spring forward. So sayeth we, the residents of my house, who were all awake from 4:00 am onward.

That is all.

Pass the coffee, please.