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.