Today is my uncle's annual chili dinner, which I haven't been to in years. He makes a cheese ball and chili and assorted relatives sit around and enjoy one last get together before the holidays end.
Clint seems to have come down with a sickness that involves the chills, cold sweats and an inability to get out of bed. Now I have another sickie on my hands.
Today I'm purging some Christmas tree candles, which I've donated back to my mother. She'd given them to me, but this year I decided I didn't have room for them.
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