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Dec. 26th, 2019 01:16 amI have complicated feelings about my parents, but something I completely unequivocally enjoy about my family (or, let's be honest, mostly my mom) is the whimsical zaniness that tends to come out on Christmas morning.
A representative selection of items in my stocking today: a two-bottle pack of over-the-counter antihistamines, a USB light made to look like a spacewalking astronaut, a jar of olives, and a stress ball shaped like a tardigrade XD
In only tangentially related news, my New Year's Resolution is going to be never start a picot shawl bind-off at 11 PM on Christmas Eve ever again. (I finished it! At 5 AM. And presented it to my mother un-blocked, but then blocked it this evening.)
Happy Various December Observances for those who celebrate them!
A representative selection of items in my stocking today: a two-bottle pack of over-the-counter antihistamines, a USB light made to look like a spacewalking astronaut, a jar of olives, and a stress ball shaped like a tardigrade XD
In only tangentially related news, my New Year's Resolution is going to be never start a picot shawl bind-off at 11 PM on Christmas Eve ever again. (I finished it! At 5 AM. And presented it to my mother un-blocked, but then blocked it this evening.)
Happy Various December Observances for those who celebrate them!
