We're sitting at home, wrapped up in our bathrobes, blankets with kitties.
So much for our other plans.
Thursday and Friday I went dancing and found some old muscles that haven't been used in awhile. This was after spending the day with HB running errands, and eating nummy food.
Saturday Mr. Red and I woke up to Mr. Red puking. We soon figured out it wasn't just something he ate but instead stomach flu. Oh joy. After a wee bit of food he decides that being sick at the beach sounds way better than being sick at our apartment. Needless to say we eventually checked in and immediately take a 4 hour nap. Both of us.
Sunday woke up to stormy weather. We made the most of it and went to the aquarium and hung out with the sea otter. Ended up taking a drive up the coast.
But I started feeling weird, we were wondering if it was the bug or if I'd eaten something I shouldn't had. Turned out it was the first. Lets just say not pretty and not a happy RHCD.
So waking up this morning, still feeling like I'd been run over by a freight train. Needless to say we canceled out plans and just drove home. Yeah - Happy New Year to us.
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But but but! The BEST part was when I drove our lovely two-seat rear wheel drive sports car (loaded to the gills with everything we own) down the pass, on ice, more or less sideways.
That was the best part.
You know, when we didn't die.
I went far, far slower after that. Ice is tricksy.
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