Yesterday was (mostly) a pretty good day. I had the day off, so sat at home and poked around on my computer, and did a bunch of knitting. I finally changed out of my pajamas around lunchtime, only because I had to run off to buy an ornament for the office gift exchange that evening. It was a lovely, lazy sort of day.

Yesterday evening was my office’s holiday dinner, and we all went out to Morton’s Steakhouse. It was a delicious dinner – tons of food (it was Morton’s after all) – and we all sat around the table and chatted; or did our best to chat, since the restaurant was a bit too noisy for conversation with people more than one or two away from you down the table. While waiting for desserts to arrive we did the usual office gift exchange – another White Elephant swap, with nice gifts. Richard and I ended up with a gorgeous pewter serving bowl and tray, and the tower of treats in a series of nested boxes shaped like a tree that I brought went over well too.

So overall, yesterday went really, really well. Until shortly before we were ready to leave the restaurant, and I started feeling a little queasy. I figured it was likely just due to the fact that we’d eaten so much, but….then we got home, and that’s when the fun began. I spent the next six hours alternating between throwing up (or worse, and I will not go into specifics there), or curled up under the covers with horrible stomach cramps; cramps which did not fully subside until late afternoon today. I’m not sure if it was something I ate during dinner, or whether I just picked up some little bug and the timing was simply coincidental, but I admit it’s made me not want to eat at Morton’s again any time soon (ha, as if we would be anyway – that place is expensive).

Today, therefore, has been a fairly quiet day. Richard has spent most of it on his computer, taking care of some work-related issues, so with him busy and me still feeling off, it was good we didn’t have anything major planned. We got the last batch of gifts wrapped and in the mail, and we made a (very short) run to Ikea to pick up some cute little containers for other presents. But otherwise, we’ve just been staying quietly at home, him working, me knitting or napping, and the cats doing what cats always do (whining, randomly skittering, but mostly sleeping).

Tis the season for Holidailies!