Argh! I was sick on Christmas eve, Christmas, and still am sick today. I couldn’t sleep the whole of last night cos I was too busy spitting out phlegm. Needless to say, my Christmas wasn’t a very happy one.

Even as I’m sitting here feeling sorry for myself, though, I’m thankful that I have a home, good food to eat, loving family and friends (not in that particular order).  

I really hope the homeless old lady I wrote about earlier (and her kitten) have a good home by now. And I hope they are still together and well. That would be the best Christmas present ever.