Hello, ladies and gentlemen!
It's me again, the one and only,
, but all of you might remember me as
. I have a very important announcement for all of you: I'm GF (gluten-free) (which means that I'm not allowed to have any wheat, rye, barley, triticale, nor any certain processed foods). Monday, I went to the nutritionist to see if I'm allowed to have any pop (of any sort) when I'm on a gluten-free diet. In addition, I went to Walmart to buy plenty of things which are gluten-free (like rice, corn, quinoa, tapioca, etc.). I was trying not to throw in the bags (with groceries in them) every which way (in the shopping cart) (which was rather embarrassing for the life of me). I hurried up back home for the night.
Then, my caregiver (Debra Carpenter) couldn't see the doorknob (which has a lock in it) because that I was unintentionally blocking her light (which was also rather embarrassing for the life of me) as she was trying to open the door to the house, but we're home for the night, and we're trying to get the groceries into the house (in the the process). Furthermore, Debra (my caregiver) understood that I was sorry for blocking her light (just to open the door), I brushed my teeth, we said our prayers, and we went to sleep.
And, that's my story.