So I got my white Christmas after all; we got about two or three centimetres of snow on Sunday night. Unfortunately, that night I also got what I suspect is not the flu, but a mild case of food poisoning.
Drinking vegetable broth and ginger ale while nibbling on dry toast and soda crackers is not my idea of a vegetarian Christmas feast.
While I am feeling a bit better now, I'm still far too weak to do much. And, at the moment, my holiday run-down post falls under "much."