It was a wonderful Christmas Eve. Dinner wasn't so amazing, but there was dancing afterwards and a humerous gift exchange. I recieved a very fluffy puppy (stuffed animal) and a gorgeous heart necklace from Kris. In turn, I gave him that fountain he's been wanting and necklace with drumsticks on it from me and the family (aka: mom and I). Tim enjoyed his dancing and singing chicken (we all got some good laughs out of that stupid thing) and everyone loves the awesome blanket I bought (especially Cody, who is sleeping in it at this very moment). Oh yes, and mom bought Kris and some Calvin Klein as sort of a joke, so we'll be matching in photography style tomorrow. So I think our traditions shall be changing. This was definitely our last year of dining at the Hyatt and it's going to be so strange tomorrow to be at my aunt and uncle's house on Christmas for dinner, rather than at my own. I accidently broke an ornament tonight and if it were any other ornament, I'd take it as a significent closure to years of solid tradition; a break from custom and a sparkling confetti of something new to come. I would certainly like to believe that. Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas...I'll be back... Carrie