My annual holiday cold came early this year. Normally, after enjoying time with the family at Christmas, in crowded rooms, I come down with a cold a few days later. Well, it's here, already, on Christmas Eve, when folks will be coming here hungry.
At yesterday's annual physical, the doctor gave me prescriptions for a sinus infection. Twenty-four hours later, they are still not ready. I need a new pharmacy. Pickin's are slim in small towns.
I cooked almost all day yesterday, prepping for today and tomorrow. Went to bed early, slept fitfully. At 5, I got up, drank some coffee, ate some toast, and went back to bed until 8. Got up grumpy. Slammed things around. Pissed The Husband off right away.
At noon, I'm going to start a crockpot full of chili. Half-a-dozen baking sheets are lined up on the kitchen table, ready for hors d'oeuvres assembly. I should get busy doing that.
Y'all, pray for me today. By the time the "fun" starts, I may be worthless.
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