This year marks the return of our semi-annual custom of catching a severe stomach virus at Christmas time. A few years ago a rotavirus (so named because it cuts through you like a Roto-rooter) killed our other custom of giving kitchenware as Christmas presents. There's nothing like giving someone a beautiful cake pan for Christmas and watching them turn green.
So far it's just Sunshine and my husband who are sick. Fortunately Brighteyes and I haven't caught anything yet, and we're praying we don't.
At least it should be over before Christmas gets here. And for these blessings we give thanks.
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