Okay. Yesterday, I had myself set to cook stuff all day today. Also yesterday, sometime in the mid-afternoon, someone started feeling sick. This worsened throughout the evening and he (yes it was the GG) was miserable all morning, Was it the crackers he had just eaten? Or was it, dun dun dun, COVID? Or just a garden variety xmas flu.

As of this morning, it seemed like we weren’t really doing xmas so I sorta vegged out most of the day. I did drive out to the country mouse’s house to swap a chicken for a more up-to-date COVID test than sometime in 2022. We were *pretty* certain that this was not COVID. It wasn’t exactly the right symptoms (gastro but not the gross stuff, at least not that I know of). And yes, I *know* that COVID symptoms can vary greatly but my gut told me it wasn’t COVID. Anyway, COVID status yet unknown, I was welcomed into the mouse house for coffee and a cinnamon roll and it was a lovely slow drive over the river and through the woods along the dirt roads and at one point, two deer crossed the road in front of me. I was creeping along so in no danger of hitting them.

After three negative COVID tests of various vintage, I am willing to believe that he did NOT have COVID. But still, I was figuring on not having to do much cooking today and that was actually kinda nice. All kinds of “ebaborate abanements” (mid-1980s toddler speak) had been made to deal with the second chicken (don’t ask).

Mid-afternoon I heard some grumping and growling from the bedroom and shortly thereafter a BEAR emerged. Not 100% yet but feeling better enough to be able to consume chex mix and other edibles. So xmas dinner, etc., was on after all. By this time I was “comatose” enough that I couldn’t even remember what I was cooking besides a chicken (or two). I kicked myself out of my “coma” and all the food is in Gertrude’s ovens now and all of the available family is here. And boy oh boy am I glad Gertrude has two ovens because we usually cook holiday birds on the grill but that wasn’t really gonna work out this year for reasons too complicated to repeat here.

That’s about it. Instead of gathering with everyone in the back room to open gifts, I am in the chitchen and the everyone else is in the back room. They are delivering gifts to me and I am sending gifts out to them (because I did not label my gifts). The GG is (mostly) in a quarantine corner just in case.

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