When we last left our hero last Thursday, I was complaining about barfing on Thanksgiving as a result of a 7-11 snack run gone terribly wrong. After I wrote that, I took a shot of insulin. And I felt better. After sleeping it off, I was able to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner and then I went straight to work. And there was a gravy volcano. So Thanksgiving was saved. I just have to remember to lay off the 7-11 snack runs, and that when my blood sugar gets high, I toss my lunch…
So Saturday, I was at my workplace before my shift, and I decided to get my Christmas shopping knocked out. So I went to Spamazon. And I ordered my roommate’s Christmas gift. And I’ve already admonished him to not open the box. And he’s got my a Festivus present. Apparently a yarn sampler of some sort (he knits/crochets). So, my guess is I will be getting something hand-knit. And it will be appreciated (I’ve long since stopped being picky about what I get….).
Normally on Christmas Eve, there’s the Big Bryant Family Reunion. This year, due to the pandemic, I’ve decided that I won’t be attending. The risk is too great. And I just got off the phone with my father, and there is a real possibility that it will be called off this year. So, the last part of my Christmas shopping was at Target, and most likely these are going to be designated as ‘spare’ presents (meaning the recipients haven’t been assigned yet). I may mail them. But for now, all my Christmas shopping is done…
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