Merry Christmas to everyone (except M.M Floors, cause I ain't Dutch) and a happy healthy New Year to everyone here.

As for me, I'm doing the usual: Christmas Eve in Bklyn at my husband's grandmother's house. The usual parking nightmare will ensue, my husband's blood pressure will rise, the cussing will escalate, the "why the hell do I come here anymore" will surely be said about a thousand times with a bunch of f-bombs in between and then onto Mass with the rest of Bensonhurst, dinner which will leave me smelling of bacala (keep your nasty jokes to yaselves ) for the rest of 2012 and then the gifts.

Christmas morning we're at our house with the kids, our gifts and Santa's gifts (my daughter still believes, at least that's what she tells us). Then we spend the rest of the day at my parent's house for dinner and opening their gifts over there.


New Year's Eve: I'll be in Atlantic City with my husband.

And there you have it. Ta Daaa.