I'm here.
Christmas Eve is the traditional big night for my wife's family. We had a feast last night with a superb standing (aka 'prime') rib roast cooked by yours truly.
Today it's off to my family's house.
Give us Yanks some time to show up. It's still Christmas morning here as I write this.
Only cycling related present so far is a Timex HRM from my wife.
Merry Christmas, all!