This may be the most pathetic Christmas ever.
Both my hubby and I are sick. We've both got a terrible stomach flu, and well, it isn't pretty. We've already had to cancel out of festivities tomorrow night, and I don't hold out much hope for Christmas Eve either.
On the bright side, we're catching up on a lot of movies...
We also finally found a counselor we like. She's great, an older lady with an 11-year-old Lhasa Apso, who patiently perches himself on her lap while she rocks and gestures and tells stories about her own life experiences in addition to listening to ours...
I have no idea whether she can help the marriage, but I feel very confident that she can help us - and that makes me feel like things can come out right.
Hope you're all spending a comfy cozy holiday with those you love.