A Million Sucky Things
Well, not really a million. But when I get a sinus headache it feels like it. Usually, I’m all sunshine and flowers, but today you’re going to see the dark side of Maria.
Let me offer you a random sampling of what’s been bugging me--performed in my best Chicago accent.
• If I hear one more person tell me he’s got a secret, but in the next breath says he can’t tell me what it is, I’m going to slug him. I mean, really. Is that nice? Shaddap or spill, already.
• I can’t be funny when I have a headache. This inevitably coincides with three promised guest posts where I absolutely, positively HAVE to be funny. If in the next few weeks you notice a lack of funny--remember this post and leave a 'pity' comment.
• Does every author have to have such a kick-ass cover just when my book is coming out? I’m dyin’ here.
• And what is with all the negative waves, Moriarty? Nobody wants to hear you whining about the unfair popularity of the romance genre, self publishing, e-books, sparkly vampires, and the fact that a push-up bra only works if you have something to push up. (Okay, maybe the sparkly vampires are getting old.)
• My husband has a clone. I’m sure of it. Lately, I’ve been reminding him of the promises he’s made on a honey-do list. Either he has amnesia or I’ve been talking to someone who looks just like him.
• I think I’m becoming a zombie. Parts of me keep falling off. Other parts freeze into unnatural positions. I’ve been going to physical therapy for two weeks now.
On each visit,this sadist my therapist tortures me by trying to break the adhesions between my muscles. On the first visit, he pushed so hard I nearly passed out. I am so not making that up. Ow!
On each visit,
Okay, I feel better for sharing. It’s your turn. What sucks the wind out of your sails?
Comments
I hope you feel better soon.
You cover is awesome. Believe it. Sparkly vampires are so last year. And Mr. G has several clones. One moves his car keys and the other leaves all the cupboard doors open.
P.s. I have a secret. Just kidding!
I hope you feel better soon.
I'm sure your cover is gorgeous. Don't look at the other covers.
Too funny about your husband and the honey-do list. I'm smiling. Thanks for that.
Hope your day is peaceful.
Ellie: You HAD a secret. LOL. You already outted yourself. Otherwise, me and the dogs would've hopped a plane to the UK.
Sarita: That's the only way to do it. All we can do is trudge forward. It's better than standing still. Hope life improves for you soon.
Funny thing though, my husband has a clone too. I wondered if we've wandered into some kind of parallel universe?
Doesn't bode well for the season.
Hang in there!
Marianne: Oh, no, not ticks. HATE them. Does your area have that deer tick that gives you Lyme disease? :shudders: Glad at least you've been finding them. Good luck!
I usually don't get sinus headaches, so it gave me a chance to moan like a sick calf. :grin:
But I can't do anything about the Husband clone. You're on your own there. :P
How dare the husbands get cloning technology when CLEARLY we wives need it more!
I am also in agreement that your covers rock, so don't worry about cover envy.
Hope you're feeling better.
I have a secret :D
*arms herself*
Number one sucky item on my list today - trying to mouse and type left handed because I can't use my right and working half lying down because I can't sit up.
Forget push up bras - I'm looking for a 'gather and hoist'.
Brenda: Do you think husbands are unionized? They seem awfully organized in thwarting our honey do lists.
Raelyn: I so rarely get sinus headaches, but we've had such wicked weather this year that I think it ganged up on me.
MU, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha,
Krista: You're forgiven. You let me in on your secret. Bwahahaha. :throws confetti: I know a secret. la lalala la
Linda: Okay, sunshine and cauliflower.
Ref: 'gather and hoist'
I hear ya. LOL!
We have no secrets. I read minds, remember? xoxo
As for headaches, they are hideous. I suspect Americans never saw the old Scarecrow children's TV show called "Worzel Gummidge". He used to change his head. There are days I envy him!
Feel better soon :)
Oops, almost forgot my moan -- timezones. I hate hopping online and trying to get my brain up to speed in the mornings before the American East Coast goes beddy-byes. Ugh.
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Stacy: Aw, thanks. I need the encouragement today.
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Jenny: It's a new style of treatment that works strictly with soft tissue damage. What's happened is that the fascia between my muscles have scarred and it makes it hard for the muscles to slide against each other. My therapist has to break up the scar tissue so I can regain movement.
Ref: time zones
Oh, I'll bet. I feel bad because there are people I talk to (like you) who are bright eyed and bushy tailed while I'm trying to keep my eyes open. :)
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Angelina: Evil twin! Yes! There ain't no way it's the same man I married.
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Lindsay: If I can just get past this next guest post, I will be home free.
Mind, having complained about other people withholding secrets from you, I think it was a bit underhand on your part divulging the hitherto shadowy organisation of World Of United Husbands Federation. Wouhf! for short.
Mike: Ah, so I was right. I knew you guys had to be organized to be this clever.