Happy, happy, joy, joy

Last weekend included lots of celebrating, first the birth of my good pal Ginella (the big 3-0) and then xmas at my dad's. One of the beauties of having divorced parents is an extra day of giving and getting presents. Course, this usually involves lots of sweaters as this is the preferred gift of my father's. Every year he valiantly attempts to match knitted cloth to his children's (and their significant other's, if applicable) bodies. And every year, this effort is rewarded with a one in 4 success rate, and that could be generous.

Anyway, this weekend we welcome our first hosted Christmas with Bryan's parents arriving from North Carolina and his older sister and family from NY. There will be some O'Connfrey mixing and lots of wine should be drunk (or maybe that's what we'll be).

Aside from the 1562% increase in traffic in Framingham, this is a fantastic time of year. People are a bit cheerier, houses are a little brighter, families gather together, and the air is scented with evergreen and cookies. Oh, and there are presents. I hope everyone's holidays are tasty and that you all get at least one sweater that doesn't make you want to cry.

Merry Chanukah, Happy Christmas, and Have a kick-assed Kwanzaa.