I decided to bake my Mom's sour cream cookie recipe for Christmas. Although I am lacking my Christmas zippity do-dah, I got it done.
Youngest slept the entire day. I know she got much needed rest. She went to Urgent care but was sent back home. No meds, no real diagnosis, so it's Mom's remedies for now. They also did a rapid virus test (came back negative).
Our sunshine yesterday was gone as fast as it came sadly. No sun makes a dreary lazy day for me.
Apparently there are thieves cruising the area, who are stealing flat bed trailers. We don't own one, but it does put one on more of an alert.
I got out my iron and worked on the homemade cards to finish up Mom's gift.
Sad news from afar. Cousin (she is my age) M's husband is in the hospital with covid. It doesn't sound like it's good. Please say a prayer for her husband.