My favourite day of every year is Christmas Eve. My family has some really good traditions for the day: my dad and I do some cooking to prepare for the feast on Christmas Day, go out to a nice dinner, head over to my best friends' parents' house to spend time with them, and then either go to midnight mass or drive around looking at lights or sometimes both. It's got a nice routine to it. There's mountains, sometimes there's snow, and good friends and my parents...
Unfortunately this year, I am spending Christmas Eve sitting alone in a hotel room in Prince Frederick, Maryland, listening to John Denver songs and reading the stupid Christmas stories on denverpost.com, after spending all day trying to keep my mother's family from imploding on itself. I'm thousands of miles away from Colorado, and thousands of miles away from my home.
Luckily I've got high hopes for Christmas Eve, 2011.
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