Tuesday, December 16, 2014
You know, you teach your kids to share. Then they teach their kids to share. And you think it's a good thing. And it is ... until they share their germs.
Kinley was sick right before Thanksgiving. She shared it with her Mommy. Her Mommy shared it with Randy. And Randy generously shared it with me.
Jill still isn't back to 100 percent after more than 2 weeks. Randy is still struggling after more than a week. I'm figuring that listeners to KFRM radio's Central Kansas report think there's a new reporter, since my voice is about an octave lower than normal.
And, yes, Santa: We all had flu shots.
Early last week, I carried the Christmas tree and all the tubs filled with Christmas finery upstairs myself, since Randy was sick. The evening after I took him to the doctor, I decorated the tree. I'm really glad I did. The next day, the congestion and headache hit its next victim - me!
And, I must admit, those sparkling Christmas lights made laying on the couch a little more tolerable last week.
Right now, there's nothing under the tree. But, thankfully, that doesn't reflect my level of preparation. I have wrapped nearly all my gifts. I now just need to gather the energy to cart them all upstairs.
Since I'm handing out blame to Jill, I'll also hand out credit. She was ultra-organized this year. She wanted her own Christmas purchases made and wrapped before she returned to work from maternity leave. Thankfully, her promptness inspired me to "get 'er done," too. I am very thankful for that right about now!
And another thing? I wouldn't trade those days with the kids and grandkids - even if they came with a few side effects!