Having the best-cooked beef tenderloin in Christmas history.
Getting diverted to Hartford instead of Boston, getting dumped off the plane with no transportation or hotel or anything late on a snowy night by Satan’s favorite airline, Song.

Getting the hottest shoes on the planet from Kenneth Cole Reaction and a fly belt to boot.
Enjoying much-anticipated QT with the rents and grandrents.
Eating ridiculously delicious goose at Cafe de France in Winter Park.
Using a Sonicare. You should throw away your 3-year-old toothbrush and get one. You know who you are.


