On the 12th Day of Chrismukkah…

Come on, I've been a good poodle this year, right?

… the forecast looks to be:

12 hours on I-95 (best case scenario…sigh),

11 suitcases & bags of presents to haul home,

10 years into the new century to celebrate,

9 trashy magazines to curl up in bed with,

8 thousand friends & family members to reunite with,

7 blissful days of beach & sun to look forward to – after

6 different stops on the chilly East Coast,

5 boxes of Trader Joe’s Christmas cookies for Santa me,

4 weeks without school or work worries (whoo-hoo!),

3 days in the concrete jungle where dreams are made of,

2 slices of real pizza,

… and a massive snow storm to keep us from stopping by DC!