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Here are a few shout outs to my favorite members of the Kelley clan, with whom I celebrated a very merry Christmas!

To Todd, who personally requested a shout out: That accidental candy was the bomb dot com, so log on, and get it before it's gone!  Seriously, if you ever draw my name, box up some of that stuff and put a bow on it!  And if I ever draw your name, a lovely whisk-shaped head scratcher is headed your way...as long as you promise not to ever talk about it.

To Steve, who co-hosted the festivities with his lovely wife: Thank you for obliging us with several sentimental crying incidents.  I did know I was your favorite, but it's always good to hear it again.

To Vicki, the hostess with the mostest: Thank you, thank you for pointing me toward my future husband.  I'm sure Mr. Tebow will warm right up to our crazy family, so go ahead and set another place at the table for him next year!

To Zak, who learned after three grocery stops that Domaine Chandon is in fact, just Chandon: Here's to missing out on being an eyewitness to my "I dancing you?" adventures and to getting out of the car to stand in the rain and watch the live nativity scene as your older and wiser parents drove by and waved from the warmth and dryness of their vehicle.

To my cousin-ish Madison, who, on the anniversary of Jesus' birth, lied to a two-and-a-half-year-old girl about the status of her new iPhone: Way to contribute to the girls' victory over the guys in the "Guess what happened in 2001" version of Trivial Pursuit.  They couldn't have done it without us!

To Nathan, who I hardly talked to: I still think my FB post idea would have gotten more responses.  And hey, sorry I high-fived you when I thought you were leaving and you weren't.  Besties???

To Janet, who matched me bite for bite on the accidental candy: I'm super jealous that you live with the creator of this confection.  Do not take it for granted.  Also, don't take for granted a peaceful nap time!

To Brent, who called my dog Malorie: It's okay.  She doesn't answer to her real name either.  Especially when she may or may not have access to leftovers on the table.

Merry belated Christmas to all, and to all a good night!