To paraphrase the musical Calamity Jane,
We're blowing into the Windy City.
The Windy City is might pretty ...
And we hope and trust that no calamity awaits us or you!
It is a quarter to seven and we are almost packed and ready to head out. I hope any travels in your holiday plans go well and that, whether at home or abroad, you enjoy your hosts or your guests or your own fine solitary company. May we all meet here on the other side of the feasts, a little plumper, a little happier, and if a little more exhausted, pleasantly so from time spent with loved ones.
This year for the first time we will have young (grand)children as part of the holiday experience, which will add immeasurably to the pleasure.
And so now we exclaim, ere we drive out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"