On the eve of Christmas Eve, I got sick. I am still sick. I have the bug that will not quit. I am stuffed up, tired, sore, head achey and generally miserable. I think Mark may be coming down with it too. It's like a gift that keeps on giving.
I woke up on Tuesday morning, feeling spectacularly crappy and basically spent the day, in a fog, on the sofa with the dogs, hiding under a blanket while sipping tea and eating oranges. Now, that would not be a bad way to spend the day if it weren't for the fact that I felt like hammered crap.
Wednesday morning arrived and I needed to do just a little bit more baking. I had actually baked a couple of batches of cookies on Monday and needed to get at least one more thing made before Christmas arrived. Every year, I make Skor Toffee Bit cookies for my dad. I had forgotten to get the bits with my shopping on Sunday so Mark bravely faced the grocery store for me on Monday and picked them up for me. There was no way I was not making these cookies for dad!!
While the cookies turned out okay, I realize now that I should have never done them. In my fuzzy state, I ended up adding double the sugar to the recipe. Luckily I realized my mistake and was able to double everything else (except the Skor bits, I ended up using a package of butterscotch chipits in addition to the bits) and save the batch. By the time I got them done, every square inch of counter space and my dining room table were covered with cooling cookies. I realized I was done and the baking had to stop.
Christmas day was nice. We saw my family and had a lovely meal but I would have enjoyed it more if I had been able to breathe a bit more. My brother and his partner were here from Ottawa and it was great to see them. My mum is getting over the same bug I have so we were a great pair!!
Boxing day has been quiet for us. Being sick is NEVER fun but being sick over the holidays is particularly yucky but at least we're not expected to be anywhere anytime soon.