So our plans changed. Instead of the mall and a movie, we drove to Long Island this afternoon to see John’s grandmother, Rose. We hit some major traffic in NY (going over the bridge and beyond), but that was mostly rush hour. Instead of three hours, it took us about four and a half. But I had Molly and Emily in the car with me (John went with his parents), so we had a good time. (Big sing-along.) We had a good visit (2 to 3 hours) and ate a ton of Chinese food, and then we headed back home (after a stop at Dunkin Donuts). This time I had Pat and Molly (Emily went with her dad, and Tom and John drove together – we picked up Tom at Rose’s place), so after we sang the entire Bing Crosby Christmas album, we sang the whole soundtrack to The Sound of Music. The trip flew by and all of a sudden, we were home and it was midnight. So Merry Christmas. I’m going to bed.