Sunday, December 31, 2017

Should've seen this coming

OMGYOUGUYS. I can't even begin to post today; I woke up with Lurgy 2.0 and have only left the bed to climb into the bath, and only left the bath to curl onto the couch, where I've been moaning/flopping around dramatically all day, alternating blankets pulled up to my chin - WHY IS IT SO COLD IN THIS HOUSE ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME - only to lash them back off again - WHY IS THIS THE HOTTEST HOUSE IN FRANCE OMG I'M DYING WHAT DO YOU HAVE THE THERMOSTAT SET TO? Alan has been a saint among men, making me tea and exchanging the empty tissue boxes for new ones while I groan about my swollen throat and aching ears - pushing and pulling at them in case he doesn't know where they're located - which are all signs to anybody who suffers from chronic tonsilitis that It's That Time Again.

Super thrilled that this year's bout has fallen on NYE, except that we actually had a party to attend and I was planning on trying to make The Big Hair work. I had even packed a dress *gazes mournfully at wardrobe* for the occasion. It was an international affair, too, with friends from Europe and Brazil that we haven't seen in ages, and it would've been a wild catch up.

Ah, well. There's a soup in the freezer, I guess that will be fun, too.

I don't have any pictures for you today because my phone is upstairs and that may as well be Kilimanjaro, but I did take a lot of yesterday's nachos so if you can just please imagine, that would be great.

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to tear this cardigan off and hang myself out the window for a second, because I'm pretty sure Al's got us at 26 degrees right now.

Big hugs and lots of love,

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