Merry Christmas! God bless us, every one!
As sick as I am, I should be crying out for a Christmas do-over but I'm not. The holiday managed to be quite lovely in spite of waking up sick the morning of Christmas Eve. I rested for much of that day so that I could have the steam to go out with Russ and Aidan in the evening for farolitos and fun. We had dinner at Route 66 Diner and then headed into Old Town for the festivities. Russ put a beautiful cameo on layaway for me at my favorite jewelry store. He has always bought me a cameo on Christmas Eve. We missed the last few years because we didn't find any that I loved. This year, I found one that could not be left behind. My mother-in-law gave me cash for Christmas so Russ took it and rushed right down to the jewelry store this morning to get my cameo released. It's a beautiful bracelet; the blue cameo is the centerpiece and to the side of it are two beautiful pearls and a London Blue topaz. We walked around for about two hours. By then, I was weak enough that I had to lean on Russ for support to get back to the car. We decided that they should bring me home and tuck me, then they could go off driving around to look at Christmas lights. Upon getting home, Aidan decided he was too tired for that so they tucked me in and watched a little TV. I think Aidan just didn't want to go without me.
Christmas day was a challenge. I was pretty horribly ill by the time Christmas morning rolled around. I was able to get up and that's it. My husband and my daughter had to lay out the Christmas morning spread. My poor father-in-law was so sick that he could not even make it. He is still sick today (like me) and my mother-in-law is now coming down with the same crap. By noon, the gifts were unwrapped, the mess cleaned up, and Russ and Noelle were hard at work making Christmas dinner while I came back to bed. I got up at 4pm, when everyone showed up for dinner, said hello's, passed out gifts to my big kids, ate two whole bites of food and was back in bed by 6pm. It was all I could manage. Everyone loved their gifts, though. I got Russ a bike rack for his car and some odds and ends. He and the grownup kids combined their resources to buy me an IPad Air, which should be delivered Saturday evening. Some dear friends bought me an industrial sized bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream which I am sipping on right now. My youngest son bought me a lovely gift box of my favorite perfume which came with a really beautiful watch. It was a lovely day, at least the bits of it that I could be up for.
Today we were supposed to have our annual Day-After-Christmas party but I woke up even sicker than yesterday. I am in no condition for it, so I let my husband talk me into rescheduling the affair to Saturday. He took care of making all of the phone calls. I have spent the full day in bed; sick, dizzy and fatigued past description. I am hoping to be doing so much better tomorrow. If not, I have no where to go and nothing to do so I can spend another day in bed, sucking down Motrin and rubbing my nose off my face. I recorded all of my favorite Christmas movies because there was no time to watch them when they came on the TV. I'll just cozy in and watch the rest of them.
It sucks to be sick on Christmas, but I have such a wonderful family (especially my doting husband) that I still feel like I had a good Christmas. It could be so much worse.
Christmas day was a challenge. I was pretty horribly ill by the time Christmas morning rolled around. I was able to get up and that's it. My husband and my daughter had to lay out the Christmas morning spread. My poor father-in-law was so sick that he could not even make it. He is still sick today (like me) and my mother-in-law is now coming down with the same crap. By noon, the gifts were unwrapped, the mess cleaned up, and Russ and Noelle were hard at work making Christmas dinner while I came back to bed. I got up at 4pm, when everyone showed up for dinner, said hello's, passed out gifts to my big kids, ate two whole bites of food and was back in bed by 6pm. It was all I could manage. Everyone loved their gifts, though. I got Russ a bike rack for his car and some odds and ends. He and the grownup kids combined their resources to buy me an IPad Air, which should be delivered Saturday evening. Some dear friends bought me an industrial sized bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream which I am sipping on right now. My youngest son bought me a lovely gift box of my favorite perfume which came with a really beautiful watch. It was a lovely day, at least the bits of it that I could be up for.
Today we were supposed to have our annual Day-After-Christmas party but I woke up even sicker than yesterday. I am in no condition for it, so I let my husband talk me into rescheduling the affair to Saturday. He took care of making all of the phone calls. I have spent the full day in bed; sick, dizzy and fatigued past description. I am hoping to be doing so much better tomorrow. If not, I have no where to go and nothing to do so I can spend another day in bed, sucking down Motrin and rubbing my nose off my face. I recorded all of my favorite Christmas movies because there was no time to watch them when they came on the TV. I'll just cozy in and watch the rest of them.
It sucks to be sick on Christmas, but I have such a wonderful family (especially my doting husband) that I still feel like I had a good Christmas. It could be so much worse.