I'm glad to report that my fever finally broke during the night. Now I feel like someone has slashed my throat with razor blades while sitting on my chest.
I got into the Christmas spirit by living Dickens' Christmas Carol. I woke up at quarter to the hour for every hour from midnight until 5am. I can also report that thankfully I did not have any visits from any Christmas ghosts. However, had I still had a fever, I am sure they would have probably paid a visit.
Shortly after 5am Brady made her way downstairs and put on a pot of coffee. Dawn and I exchanged our Christmas cards before joining her a little after. Tiny, who came with us, got the whiff of some catnip in her Christmas stocking, so Dawn let her have some of her stocking stuffers to settle her down. It worked. Within 10 minutes she was laying on the top of her house watching us as we wrote the blog (me), checked emails (Brady), and wrote journal notes (Dawn) with Christmas songs playing on VH1 Classic on the television.
Brady woke Jim in plenty of time for him to grab a cup of coffee and be downstairs in the living room to unwrap our gifts. Over the next hour or so the four of us unwrapped gifts with the camera flash lighting up the room as I tried to capture the the moment for prosperity on digital card. Don't worry, I won't bore you by listing all the gifts. However, when Brady opened a printed hardback book of our photos from the last two and a half years, she said all she wanted next Christmas was another book with the photos from this Christmas. I think Brady and Dawn were also pleased to receive a red bauble personalised with our names, Hertford and 2008 to commemorate our time together.
Oh yea, last word on Christmas gifts. Dawn loved the Nintendo DS Lite that Dad bought her for Christmas. It's a long story.
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