I had Christmas Eve off, and I was scheduled to work Christmas night (I work overnights). Last week, I got sick. Started with the sore throat and progressed to aches and pains. Sunday night, I had to call in sick, and it progressed to a cough. Monday night was the Big Bryant Family Reunion in Ollala. Saw my Grandmother (this first time in two years that I’ve seen her). At the gift exchange, I wrapped my present in the carry out bag from MacDonalds (I made a pit stop on the way in), and apparently I’m now obligated to leave a packet of ranch salad dressing in any present I give.
Christmas Day saw a gathering with my siblings at my sister’s house. This year, the decision was made to only shop for nieces and nephews. I gave flashlights to my nephews and usb flash drives to my neices (I was on a strict budget this year).
An unspecified cousin gave a spatula for Christmas. It was a Seahawks one, but a spatula nonetheless. But the value in gifts like that is the good laugh everybody had when it was opened, which even exceeds the intrinsic value of the gift itself.
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