Whenever the seasons change, I get a sinus infection. And it's definitely switching over to spring, so here I am with my stuffed-up face and sore throat. (Perhaps I should move to a place that doesn't really have seasons?)
I am thankful that it's just a slight hiccup, instead of full-blown allergies that would have my nose running all the time. Rabbit's got it too, and Bluebird gets one when it switches from summer to autumn. *sigh*
So I'm not up to much these past few days and don't see anything really getting done until Friday. I'm trying to rest, and quite amazed at how much quicker I am getting over this than when I push through it.
Thankfully, I have my copy of The Host to keep me company during my miserable time spent on the couch. And, the excitement of my birthday this Saturday. And the anticipation of seeing Stephenie Meyer in person next Friday and getting aforementioned copy of The Host signed by her. (Have you pre-ordered your copy of the fourth Twilight book?) I feel very bookish. Mr. Brooke doesn't understand what the deal is with getting a book signed, even though he understands why it's important for baseball cards. I just shrug my shoulders and tell him that books are one of my many gentle madnesses. But that's a topic for another post.
And I just found out (probably incredibly late in the game) that they're making Twilight into a movie.