Family times, fun times

Syrian regime is still busy killing its own people, children are still starving in Sudan, there's still no cure for AIDS and no-one seems even remotely interested in finding a way to pray stupidity away.  Which is strange, considering the other, by far more popular campaign involves "gay", which, unlike stupidity, ignorance and bigotry, only affects about 6 % of the population. So, there's plenty of flaws to be fixed in the world. I, however, have one less thing to worry about.

We have, at last, finalized the plans and travel arrangements for the holiday season. Hanukkah I'll be spending home, Christmas at my sister's with the rest of the siblings and their appendixes and New Year - celebration of all things that were and for all things yet to come - in Spain.  

Yes, Spain as in that unemployment- ridden Southern European country plagued with out-of-control public spending and spiralling debt. Spain, as in the current country of residence of The Man. 

Yes- I have a date! I have someone to kiss some midnight! I have someone to perform Heimlich manoeuvre on me when that peculiar Spanish tradition of consuming 12 grapes at midnight inevitably goes horrendously wrong! I HAVE A DATE!

And it only gets better- The Man's Mum is starting her traditional around the world cruise before New Year which means I get to have him all to myself! In any room I want! Any time of the day! ANY given day! (Yes, I know. Too much information.)

So far I've managed to complete the Christmas present shopping spree. Nothing to get you in the festive mood like shopping presents with money you don't have for people you don't like to commemorate a holiday you don't celebrate... Now there's Christmas to get through. 

When you pack 7 people in a 3-bedroom flat for 4 days... add alcohol and board games... and when 4 of those people share the same, contaminated genes that make them insufferable even to each other... Yeah, fun times ahead.