The big news around here over the holidays is that, first, I got a mild case of the flu right after Christmas. Then I passed it along to my bed partner. Sort of a belated Christmas gift. (And was she ever grateful!)
Good news from over here. My wife is feeling a lot better. In fact, she's working (for a few hours) today. Still aching a bit, but definitely improved a lot.
She woke up feeling better on New Year's Day--after we did make it to midnight; details to come--and was able to eat normal food most of the day. We both went to the grocery store in the afternoon after the Packers' win and had our normal Sunday evening pizza that night. She woke up feeling a little achy today but felt better after a long bath and washing her hair.
So my days as stand-in cook are over, at least for a while. It's probably best for all concerned, including her. I made one more rice recipe for her supper on New Year's Eve night. It went a lot more smoothly than the first time. Hey, I'm getting good!
We watched some TV that night, saw 2006 arrive at Times Square, exchanged our kisses and then went upstairs to the bedroom. Sex was not in the cards, but I didn't want to mess around on the computer without her, anyway. So I went to bed and did something I do once in a while--read to her.
How many of you are familiar with Howard Pyle's "The Wonder Clock"? It first came out in the late 19th century--maybe the 1880s--and is a wonderful selection of stories and fairy tales, wonderful to listen to and a lot of fun to read aloud. Pyle was a very good writer, so I got "The Wonder Clock" about a year ago and have been reading some of the stories to her once in a while.
She enjoys being read to, but usually she reads some of her own books in bed before dozing off--often with the light still on and her hand still holding the book in front of her closed eyes. I work on the computer for 30 to 60 minutes before going to bed, so I've seen that often.
On New Year's Eve we got upstairs at about 11:15 p.m. (Central Time), and I got out "The Wonder Clock" and read her stories about how a mole got the better of a thieving fox and wolf and then a story about a poor lad who wins the beautiful princess' hand in marriage because "one good turn deserves another." I think that was the title, in fact.
That last story was quite long, and I was getting tired by the time I finished. But when I glanced up at the clock, it said 11:55. "Hey, we might make it till midnight, after all!" I told her. She lay partly on me, waiting for "12:00" to come up on the clock. Then we kissed each other for about a minute, she settled down on my shoulder, and we were probably both asleep within five minutes.
And when she woke up in the morning, she was feeling a lot better. Imagine that!
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