A very pleasant holiday was had, and festive viruses passed around. Yes, I've caught my mother's cold, and it's settling in very nicely, thank you.
Hopefully, it will have run its course ere week's end and the parental return to desert climes; at some as-yet-unspecified time, the clan is going on a cruise out the Golden Gate to the Farallons. 90 minutes at sea in December isn't much by Coast Guard standards, but it's been many a decade since I could lay claim to that banner.
Yule is passed, however, and today is known in some demesnes as "Boxing Day", so I should wish you all tidings appropriate to the occasion: