It's that time of the year when priests all seem to get colds or other viruses.
I'm popping zinc tablets as I have a bit of a sore throat and a little congestion. These things work better than anything else I've used. Unfortunately, they spoil ones taste buds.
Last night, I begged off a party I wanted to attend; not because I felt so bad, but I knew something was taking up residence in my throat, and talking to lots of people for a couple of hours wouldn't be a good preparation for today's wedding, the weekend Masses, three baptisms on Sunday, and of course, Christmas.
I've learned my lesson over the years. This time of year, I must pace myself. My homily on Sunday will probably be brief. (And the crowd goes wild!)