…the first cup of coffee in more than two days. Even if it is a small one (and you only finish half of it).
I was knocked down and dragged out with the flu over the weekend. The treachery started Friday night…and thankfully ended Saturday, but I pretty much slept the weekend away while watching Miracle on 34th Street over and over and over again. I didn’t eat anything until late, late Sunday–a dry bagel and clear broth, super-festive. I am very anti-flu shot, but this experience might make me reconsider… Naoto was a wonderful caretaker and so was Presley, who slept at my feet and waited patiently at the door for me.
But, on a happier note, it’s Christmas Eve! Naoto is out doing a little “last-minute” shopping and I am heading to work. Thankfully, I finished up my shopping on Friday before the illness hit.
Tomorrow, we’ll be making our annual Christmas journey out to Mitsuwa, the Japanese grocery store. We go there every year, just for fun. I have a little cash in my wallet that I’m ready to spend in the bookstore on $9 paperclips or some lovely Japanese stationery. Then in the evening, we will host our neighbor friends for cocktails and little bites. I have no idea what we are serving since nothing sounds delicious…Naoto shall be in charge of the menu.
In case I don’t have time to pop back in tomorrow, and because I know some of you are having Christmas already, Merry Christmas and best wishes for a joyous holiday season!