Cranberry Bread; Day 3

Cathy dropped off cranberry bread yesterday; it’s scrumptious.  She’s had another hellish week with her mother.  There has to be a better way.

We had stir fry for supper last night.  Good, too.

This is day 3 of my being sick.  Laryngitis but otherwise doing okay, with the Nyquil.

Damnable Stop & Shop gas still has a $100 hold on my bank account, even though the actual charge for gas cleared days ago.  Cost me $5.  I threw money in this morning to cover the Fallon premium check, which had been refused, and the $8 or so that the account was supposedly overdrawn.

Ron is in a tizzy about being sick for over a week.  I’m just glad to have stayed healthy so I could make Christmas a little less grim for us.