missfrifri

On New Year's Day's afternoon I started feeling a bit weird, and thought that it was some superior power punishing me for having had both red wine, jaeger (don't ask) and bacardi in some weird mix the evening before. (I just don't understand. Everyone knows you're not supposed to mix. But it's like you come to a stage of your alcohol intake where you become greedy. You want everything you can possibly get your hands on. Or is it just me??) However it soon hit me that of course My Man had given me the flue (he got ill the last couple of days he was here), and after puking all night and hugging a bucket as well as having a 39,5 degree fever I don't feel like this has been the most fantastic 24 hours in my life. On the plus side I had some amazing food- dreams in my feverish state this morning with tables full of delicious dishes. Slightly weird considering the puking part, but it confirms even more that I'm a bit of a pig. Hmm.


I knew that something was wrong when I had lunch at grandma's and I couldn't eat any of the cookies she'd put out for me. And now here we are.

I'll give you some updates and pictures from NYE asap, I've now come to a point where I can half- sit so I might be able to handle it in a little while.