Despite all the seasonal goodwill, happy memories.... and mulled wine, there is currently a significant amount of coughing spluttering sneezing and snorting evident in the Sikora home. Clearly, my immune system is allowing free access for all and any bugs that happen to be within 50 miles of me and, having just recovered from my British pneumonia, I have now succumbed to a particularly virulent American grown cold/cough. Being the generous, accommodating unselfish person that I am, I have shared my condition with Greg and now our uncontrolled coughing, wheezing and sneezing all happens in glorious stereo. Our bedside tables are laden with pills and potions, bottles of cough linctus and vapor rub.....we cough and sneeze from one dose of antibiotics to the next and our jolly Santa hats this year aren't going to be seasonal, just functionally warm. Timely advice....Christmas guests will be given a mince pie, mug of mulled wine and a tablespoon of cough medicine.
On a happy note, the oldest and the best ranch hand in the world, Greg's mom is (ignoring our current unhealthy condition) arriving for a month's visit to the ranch. We welcome her home and pray that the traditional Seattle climate will be kind to our Albuquerque resident. Love you Mom.
Time to go, the cuckoo clock has spoken. Take care, keep safe, M