It’s cold and I have a cold. I’m bundled up on the couch looking out the window as flakes gently fall on the snow covered ground. My head is pounding and I’ve been sneezing so much that I’m giving Rudolph a run for his money in the red nose department. In my fever induced hallucinations I’m seeing a sterotypical mirage full of palm trees swaying in the breeze, a cool mist floating over the clear water.  It’s a Christmas miracle! Then I realize I fell asleep and my computer was playing a slide show of my most recent trip to Florida, the steam from my tea wafting across the screen,…