I was busy on Friday. E had some kind of stomach bug and was a delightful dehydrating mess. He’s on the mend now and I no longer have my ears cocked for gastrointestinal rumbles.
I hope everyone has had a relaxing holiday season. That’s my first confession: I’ve been under the radar, and it has been utter, utter bliss.
I haven’t bought Bo or Carol’s presents yet. They’re only getting here on New Year’s Eve, though.
Even though I have money worries, I did manage to buy myself two sweaters.
I will probably never read the book E’s parents got me for Christmas. I feel guilty about it, but not guilty enough to read it. That seems to be the case with a few of my gifts. No one actually knows what I like. I hope I know what they like.
E is convalescing on the couch, and I am dreaming of all the food I can’t eat in front of him. He gets toast for now.
How was the holiday for the rest of you?