Radioactive Sneezes

I can't sleep.

My brain isn't tired. I hate that.

Today, I went to the doctor, a normal doctor, not the doc in a box (aka minute clinic), to find out why my snot was the color of a radioactive traffic cone. And my lungs feel like they are on fire.

Did a strep culture and bingo, doc says I have a major sinus infection, a touch of bronchitis and we're gonna go ahead and treat the throat like the strep before the culture comes back because it looks pretty bad. I'll know for sure Monday or Tuesday but he's treating it anyway. Good news though, if I were contagious, it would have been last week when I started getting sick so no one needs to worry about catching anything from me. Unless you caught it last week. Sorry. Well, not really, because a) can I really help that??? and b) it probably came from some nasty snotnosed sickling thanksgiving traveler who ran up to the gate with a soggy ticket in their mouth and too many carryons.

I hate that!!!

Anyway. So between coughing and tossing down NyQuil, and taking baths with aromatherapy minty crap, and browsing the internet I have been stressing a little about the title of my book and the theme for the cover. My publisher contacted me recently and informed me of the upcoming photo shoot and possible themes. I'm sitting here realizing that I have no idea!!

The title and cover - the most important part of the book - and I don't have it nailed yet.

GRR!!

I am sure I will come up with something soon, I still have a month before the shoot, which means I have about two weeks to come up with a theme so we can decide how to make the publicity and cover shots relevant....oh and my twitter is naked and pubby doesnt like that either. Sorry.

I'm a bad bad girl this week. I'll do better, I swear!!!

I'm going to attempt sleep again now!!!

ALLTHEWAYTOTHEMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!

S