Ho ho ho – achooo!

Merry Christmas. I got attacked by a Christmas cold. Not feeling very ho ho ho.

The minute we got home from Grandma’s house on Christmas day, I put on my new sweats/jammies and crawled into bed with a fever and a box of Kleenex.

Today, December 26th, there was no shopping. I sat around in said sweat/jammies and moaned a lot. Took a couple of naps. Tried to read my new Bill Bryson book (One Summer America, 1927 – awesome history book) We went to get some dinner and I didn’t even change out of these clothes. I am proud to say that I did manage to put on a bra. That’s really the extent of what I’m capable of at this point. Wearing underwear.

It’s really hard to be funny when the only sounds you can emit are moans and sneezes.