Wednesday, since apparently people weren't hanging out, I went to dinner with Mom and
fireglacier where I started feeling crappy. Well, and kindof just
before going out. They offered to bring me home, but tickets to
Goblet of Fire had already been purchased and I wanted to see it.
So went anyway. It was freaking snowing on the trip from
restaurant to theater - and sticking. Made it through movie
alright. Saw Mike and Hope and Mike and Cindy there.
Unplanned and so couldn't save them seats in a better part of the
theater than the front.
Came home. Sang happy birthday to sis, then went to bed while she
and Mom ate cake. Thanksgiving day I slept late (after deciding
6:30 was too early to get up and going back to sleep). Turkey was
already stuffed and in oven. The other two now were sick.
Mom drippy, me stopped up like a bottle, dunno K. We played a few games
in the evening and had cake, then as I couldn't handle anything more
than Finding Nemo, and maybe
not even that, and K had just seen it, they put in a movie and I went
to bed. I got up a few hours later and spent a couple hours
drinking tea, then it was back to bed.
Yesterday morning I woke at 6. Unable to fall asleep, I got up
around 7:30. We sat around watching TV all day. A few good
movies on PBS.
Mom had to go to work today, poor thing. I am going to go back up
to bed. And bring the newspaper with me. Which I may or may
not stay awake to read.
On the bright side, at least we've not had the energy to argue much here.
I hope everyone else had wonderful holidays.