The Strains of Christmas

Oh I wish I could say that my absence in blogging over Christmas had something to do with me being overwhelmed with the christmassy feeling of warmth and happiness in the loving company of family. Alas I can't. The only thing I've been overwhelmed by is the dreaded wintervomitsickness. Which fell on me in the most awful way on Christmas Eve - and I who thought last year's Christmas season was to be a low-water mark, one should prudently bear in mind that things can always get worse... I'll spare you the nasty details and just say I initially made a very good impersonation of the vomiting lady in Little Britain...

Even if I never have and never will be one who glut in Christmas food - that's just plain stupid for a whole lot of reasons... - this eating of rice crackers and drinking of fluid replacement for days now feels kind of an excessive way of proving that point... I like rice crackers, but I wouldn't mind a bit of cheese and veggies on them. And some fruit. And a piece of chocolate. And a cup of tea, with milk. And... Well, tonight I think I'll indulge in some gruel, that feels like a festive treat indeed.