So then the Blogess happened…

So I don’t know how many of you are here who don’t know me in real life.  Because to be honest, on the one hand I fight tooth and nail for every page view, but on the other, no one ever comments so I can’t be entirely sure.

But here I am feeling grumpy.  Hating the 16th of December, hating my lack of a birthday, not really giving a shit about Christmas for several years now.  And then I watch Firefly and read this.

So if you need it, and you’d like it, please send me an email or give me a comment.  Harrington.delia@gmail.com.  Address, name (real or fake) and your story.  As in, who you wish you could buy a gift for but just can’t.  Everyone deserves a real damn christmas, even 12 year olds who just lost their Nana.  I’ll give 5 $20 gift cards away, most likely to someplace practical and universal.  I don’t have a lot but I think I can handle eating in and drinking in for a little while to make sure at least someone likes christmas.  If I don’t get that many requests, I’ll send the balance on over to the Blogess.

And remember things like Toys 4 Tots, and SalvArm, even though they don’t like gay people.

Merry Christmas.

One thought on “So then the Blogess happened…”

  1. Delia, I read and love every blog you’ve written, including this one. I may not read them the day they’re written. Which is why I sometimes don’t reply right away. So please don’t stop. I enjoy and respect your well-written words. And,, you’re not alone on the 16th, we all hate it. But we do love the 21st. That’s the day you showed up. See you on the 25th. Santa is coming to town. Uncle Joe O.

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