On Christmas Eve, there were 3 services at Beka's church. Doug made it for the last two, but neither of us had eaten dinner...When we left about 11:30, we hopped in our zipcar and traveled around Queens trying to look for anything that would satiate our hunger. After being told at KFC that they only had chicken (really), we finally found a Subway in a different gas station that was still open. It was the best sandwich of our lives.
When we finally got back about 1:00 am, we slept in a bit before returning to church for the Christmas Day service. After returning the car we came home with no intent to leave again. We opened some presents, ordered chinese food (classic), and were quickly dozing on the couch by late afternoon.
The kitties got a ball that rolled on its own from Beka's parents -- the cats were less than excited.
We got more gator things and some interesting shirts from Beka's mom...
And Doug got a watch from Beka. 
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