freddy’s blog spot

Steve and I spent Xmas over in St-Anselme as we usually do.   It was fun and packed with people as always.  Big families are amazing to me.  So much fun. So much like in the movies.  There was at least 27 poeple in the house.  The teens were playing Guitar Hero downstairs.  The grownups were having coffee and Bayleys to help down the supper. Grandma was all over the place serving sweets.  There was a 1 year old and a 4 year old that refused to tire down.  The pregnant woman went for a nap after eating too much for supper.

There was a gift exchange and lots of kisses and handshakes…   then the flu set in.  It descended on us like rain.  Two days after Xmas the mood was grim. Things were bad, the bathrooms were in high demand.  Steve and his twin brother were hit pretty badly.  They each took an adjacent sofa a blanket and wet face towel to keep on their forehead.   It was hard to say which of the convalescent was which.  Twins tend to moan the same way when their sick.

Luckily the pregnant woman escaped unscathed.

We had to stay one more day, because Steve was in no shape to drive us back, and I was too chicken to drive stick shift in the winter through the narrow country roads that lead us out of boony town St-Anselme.

Now we’re back. Steve is still afflicted but not defeated.  Hopefully he’ll be okay by tomorrow.