||[Dec. 26th, 2016|07:48 am]
I really wasn't feeling the Christmas spirit this year. 2016 has been a crappy year seemingly full of death, death, death and hate,hate,hate. I think 12 months of bad news has left me emotionally bruised. Added to that, I've been ill for a year. On the plus side I feel so much better this Christmas than I did last year. Last year's pneumonia left me with in a bad way and it's been a slow recovery. Once again I'm ill at Christmas, but this time it's just a cold (typing that could be tempting fate) but it's a cold with a silver (slimy) lining. This is gross, but weirdly the snotty cold is actually helping me clear my sinuses, which up until the arrival of the cold just drained down the back of my throat. It's such a relief to be actually able to blow my nose and something comes out.|
In other less snotty news...
Christmas day I took advantage of the town being quiet and took Sampson out for a long walk around the High Street and along the sea front, he thought this was most excellent. Then went to drop in on Jo at work, before heading home to do some prep for Christmas dinner. Jo came home from work around 2pm and we had a drink or two then exchanged gifts. Rather chuffed with the multi tool and pocket watch Jo got me. I'd hung stockings up for Jo and Sampson not wanting to leave out the dog.
I wasn't expecting too much from the Doctor Who Christmas special this year, the previous series was a big disapointment. However I rather enjoyed this year's offering. Maybe I was in the right mood for it, maybe not having high hopes helped.
The diet has been put on pause for a few days. Not that I've pushed to food boat out as far as I've done on previous years. Last year was the exception due to illness, but usually Christmas is the season of excess for me. I hope I don't undo the 28lbs I've lost since September. I may not weigh myself again untl mid January.