I knew it was only a matter of time but I caught the plague that's been going around. Stupid sicky.
My new strategy for sick (head cold) is to coddle myself for 2 days and then I get up and pretend I'm not sick anymore. I'm paying a bit for that gumption with an upset tummy but I'll take it over being sick for the next few weeks. Like I said, my dad is home for two weeks as is my best bud, so I don't have time to be sick!
Course, Bob had a great day in the middle of the hell but I'm hoping I'm different and I'm on the mend.
But in the end, who cares!!??
Cause I got mail!!!
And so I just have to say:
I can't believe she went out of her way to say 'hi' to Anne Stuart for me (and herself) and sent me an autographed copy of Fire and Ice signed to Cindy! I blame the sicky germs but I got all teary when I opened it and saw the signature and the note from Rosie. And I totally think it was the universe telling you that you are Anne Stuart's new bosom buddy.
Bob says we need to get a glass box to put the book in.
Yeah we do!!
I wish I had more than glitter text to say thanks.
Thanks Rosie for thinking of me while stalkin-uh-meeting authors at RWA. Cyber hugs!!