We were supposed to have company in on New Year's eve. Tim's brother and wife and their little boy. However, I'm pretty hoarse. No cold symptoms to go along with it, just sound perfectly awful, and I think that I scared poor Dawn off, mostly because Brady already is running a fever. She certainly doesn't need a sick baby to bring in the New Year. I am very disappointed, because we were looking forward to watching Brady opening his Christmas gifts. What terrible timing for this 'thing', whatever it is. Tim and I sat looking at each other. Cara's friend is coming in for the evening, but the last thing they want to be doing is 'hanging with the old folks'. "Maybe we could go see a movie," Tim suggested. "Meh. We could, I suppose." I said.
So, that is what we will do. I'll make homemade pepperoni rolls for everyone for tomorrow night, and Tim and I will go take in a movie, and probably make it until midnight, and then we will sleep in late on New Year's day.