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The River Washes Away A Headache

I’ve been up and at it since 5:50 a.m. because Jake is taking the SAT. He has been so worried about taking this crazy test, he wanted to get up early so that he wouldn’t be rushed or stressed.  I was totally bummed because I wanted to sleep in…especially since I woke at 3:00 this morning.  I have found that there is nothing exciting to do at 3:00 in the morning. I thought about sending out a tweet to tell the entire United States that I was awake and ready to jabber with any and everybody but when I opened my eyes, everything was so fuzzy, I coulnd’nt get my eyes to focus.  It weren’t purty:

I think my nerves are on the fritz!  I stayed up worrying about the blog posts I haven’t written, the Bella Blue facebook page that hasn’t been updated, the closet that hasn’t been straightened out and looks like a small bomb shelter has blown up…all because I’ve been working on my book, the new Bella Blue Series.  Consequently, it has invaded my mind and taken over my life.

I called my mom this morning to inform her that I wouldn’t be coming over with her 3 tubs of ‘fund raiser cookie dough’ that she ordered six months ago because I slept in.  SO not me.

“I woke up early to get Jake all ready to go, came home, laid down because I couldn’t sleep at all last night and now…I have one of those headaches.” I told my mom, all foggy headed. “I took some Excedrine Migrane a lil while ago.  Sometimes it helps, sometimes it doesn’t.  I can’t figure out what exactly these lil buggars are, every little sound sends me over the edge.”

My mother coughs into the phone. Hack, Hack, Hack.  Then she blows her nose. “Excuse me.”  She says. “How long have these headaches been going on?”

This is the first time I have informed my mom about them, why whine? Well, now that I’ve whined to her, I think it would be a nice time to whine to you all as well.  Just in case y’all might have an idea what these stinkin joy kills are.

“A year and a half.” I tell my mother as I PICKED MYSELF OFF THE FLOOR!!

(Yes, even coughing in the phone is enough to send me over the edge.  Sheesh!)

“Just the exact time when your started all this flogging and your book coming out stuff?”  My mother asks.

“It’s blogging, not flogging and yes, maybe that’s when it started.  But…I can’t quit.”

“You should slow down, take it easy. Stop worrying about the flog and Bella Blue’s adventures.  Take some time for you.”

I hang up with my mother and call my single momma friend, Kathryn.  I ask her if she can sneak away for lunch on the river.  She hee and Haws.  Apparently, she’s having a bad day as well.  I give her the same quip that I just got from my mother.  “Life’s too short!”  I tell her.  “You can put down that shovel in the yard and go to lunch with me!”

Kathryn thought bout it for a minute or two…

She agreed to meet me at the river. Five minutes later, Kat calls back to cancel.  “Too much is going on!” She tells me. We hang up.  Then she calls back.  (I’m SO not exaggerating about this!) “My kids are driving me crazy, I’ll go.” Then Kat calls again. “Forget it, these kids of mine…grrrrrr.  I’m too much in a bad mood to go!”

Oh fiddle.  All this is happening as I’m writing this post, which by the way is taking me 900 years to write because Kat keeps calling me on the phone to interupt/cancel on me.

I have to ask: Is this what we all do? Sit home and eat worms when we are having a headachy bad day? Sheesh!

Five minutes later, Kat sends me a text:

Ok, Hurry up and come get me before I change my mind!

I’m gonna have to cut this post a lil short…I’m headed to the river.


Precious Moments

An author friend of mine taught me about this lil trick: She said to put together a basket with all things wonderful concerning my book.  In order to win it, each child would write down their name and e mail address.  That night, after the book signing, all the names would go into a pot and I would draw one.  With my list, I could contact each person on my list to let them know when my next book was coming out.  Fabulous idea, yes?  I could tell when I was at my book signing who really wanted to win because they were into Bella Blue and then there were others who just wanted to win something.  Luckily, My winner is a precious lil six year old who has come to at least four of my book signings.

Sweet lil Bella Blue winner!