'Twas the Sunday after New Year's

Last night I had grand ambitions of a hot dog of a holiday update 2010/2011, which was to come right after dinner.

But part-way through dinner prep, the room started to spin.

I mean really spin.

I laid down.

And then I got a fever.

And then I started to shiver.

I mean really shiver.

And then I started to...um...lose Saturday's lunch (it was Fast Sunday yesterday, remember?).

I mean really lose my lunch.

It was quick.

It was violent.

And then my sweet, sweet husband, after trying force feed me spoonfuls of sugar (we thought I was going into insulin arrest), nursed me back to health.

And I had been so smug just days before that I had thus far avoided the sesonal bleh.

I guess pride cometh before the fall.

So.  I'll hopefully get to that update another day.

Until then, I wish everyone a Happy New Year and lots of health in 2011. 

And if not health, then the sweetest spouse who can feed you a spoonful of sugar and make the medicine go down.

Cheers!