I've been sick with a very shitty cold, thanks to a Target employee who coughed on me on Christmas Eve Eve. Idiot. So I missed Christmas (I slept from Christmas Eve till Boxing Day aka the day after Christmas) because of it. I'm told it snowed on Christmas. I wouldn't know BECAUSE I WAS SLEEPING. Do over!!!
I got better on Wednesday but by Friday, I was sick as a dog again. I'm starting to feel lots better but my throat is still a bit sore and my voice can only be described as... transgender male. (No offence to transgender males.) And because sharing is caring, the hubs is sick too. He wants to smother me for my generosity. I don't blame him, to be honest.
Anyway, while we've been sick, it's stormed twice. The last one was last night, and they said we'd get three to six inches of snow.