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The Holiday Season

Yes it's a (the) holiday season but it doesn't feel much like one.  Not getting together, very little travel and in general there has not been very much to be thankful for.  But there are some things.


I connected with an old work buddy just to make sure he's OK.  He is and that is all good.  

I make some apple pies and handled them out to the sanitation truck guys (there are 3 on the truck) as I have for the last couple of years.  They are always a happy bunch that gets to ride around one the back of a truck.  The other pie went to the local police department.  

Handed out cookies and treats to local friends that I made.  They went quite quickly.

Mailed out our cards and got them done.

Ordered the last gift for Bobbie.

Paid our next's months health insurance. premium (Jan, 2021)  This is a big deal as 1) it confirms that we have health insurance for next year and 2) my ankle's needs are still not out of the da-woods as far as surgery is concerned.

Enjoying the lack of news about the current (soon to be past) administration.  It's kind of like being inside of a drum where someone is banging the outside.  The banging has stopped and it's nice.

Getting ready to send the kids gifts off.  I enjoy this.  We won't be there but we enjoy doing this every year.

My next doctor visit is on Thursday and I'm being pessimistic so things can only get better from there.  I'm still covered with coverage so bring it on.

Now if I could just get rid of this virus so everyone could enjoy the season with out fear of work, sickness and being with people.  We're working on it.


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