OK, I only thought I had a cold before. Now I am seriously stuffy, blowing my nose and sounding funny whed I talk...but I know it's a cold not flu, because I'm starving! It was a rough night, waking up a lot and taking more medicine, eating cough drops (don't you love waking up with the taste of cough drop in your mouth?--not). I am very sensitive to medications, so I take one cold capsule instead of 2. It seems to work for me and I don't feel so groggy (except for the stuffed head). I took another one when I woke up about 6. One time during the night, I woke up from a dream featuring nuclear bombs exploding and a black helicopter crashing on and wrecking the road just ahead of me while I was driving fast away from danger. Possibly related to a preview for Avatar that I saw on TV. I am waiting for someone to see it and tell me if I will like it or not. If I had any doubt that watching things on TV (or in the movies) has an effect on you, I don't any more, but maybe that's just me.

I was okay at work, alone until Kerri got in. Interns gone, Americorps person gone, residents mainly quiet, after 9 anyway. Phone calls, donations. The Montessori school donated 2 high chairs, plus lots of other great stuff...Ray and I went to the grocery store. Traffic was slow, the store was packed (it was lunch time). We left the office by 2 and went home. Don't know what I did--made supper, of course, but it had been frozen and didn't need much work. Ray made the broccoli. I have not gotten the cooking and cleaning done that I wanted to this week. Amelia is not coming in until late tomorrow; maybe I will feel better tomorrow morning and can get some things done.

At 6:30 we went back to the shelter, off the clock, for Ray to play Santa Claus, letting the children sit on his lap and asking them if they had been good and what the wanted for Christmas. Of course, when they asked for laptops and iPods, he was a little non-plussed, since he knows they are not getting them... One child pulled on his beard and announced that he was real, the sleigh full of presents was on the roof...In general they were cooperative and happy, not crying or hitting him or being rude. Many photos were taken--hopefully I will be able to post one for you.

I tried to watch a little TV, so I wouldn't wake up too early this morning, but didn't make it past 9.